SPOKEN FROM LIPS

There is a place
Where meloncholy abounds
Lost in a whisper
Soft is the sound
Of gentle heartbeat
A wish upon air
A warm caress
Upon silken hair.

Lost now in flight
Searched but not found
Heard upon an echo
Regal and crowned
Spoken from lips
Written in words
Behind a thin veil
Its soul is versed.

A love once so noble
Became shifting sand
From its very core
Loosened from hands
Upward and pleading
Lost in a dream
Lost in its sigh
Of a greater scene.