Hear the melodies of seasons from the past
Hum along the verdant pathways in my mind
Subtle tempers of the years
That may echo with a chanting
With ballades of gentle cooing in my ears
Warbling
Purring with seduction in my ears
Like the insects
They are chirping
They are whirring
As I listen
As I hear
Heeding all the soothing calling
They are offering
An oblation
Expiation
Of the music
To my essence
My belovéd
To my soul
And the blessings of the melodies of seasons long since past
Hum along the fruitful passages
The vibrant
Subtle tempers of the years
That still echo
In my aged needy senses
I still feel them
They are dulcet
Most euphonic
While the tender shades of romance
All the whispers of the chorus
Keep on singing in our hearts
They are singing in our hearts
As a choir we conduct
With the subtle gracious tempers of the years
Reaching out to grasp the flavors of the tonal exposition
We both hear
In our selfless honied joining
Both our voices fused and melding
We discover as we listen
To each other
We are paired
And the melodies of seasons from the past
Even now we hear the humming
In the airs and lyric rhythms
Down the scented trails abundant
Where the blooms of zeal and fervor still arise
As I listen
As I hear
All the essence of my darling
In my ears