Tunes of Passion

by Genuine Lavender

I borrowed wings from an angel
to fly high,
gripped the moon
to guide me.
Seas and oceans
were left behind,
who needs them?
my own secure harbor
lies in your eyes.
Fog was dancing
around that impossible peak
yet, I could reach there.
The power of passion
within my heart,
made the white hallows disappear.
The mission was done
when I found birds of heaven,
taught them
lifelong tunes of fondness.
A piece composed
in a cadence of peaceful pleasure.
A harmony the whole universe
would repeat forever,
where every verse is written
with a warm breath,
you master its own rhythm.