Fall back, oh lonely walls.
Most precious of these held beauty.
At dusk she grasped and lifted eyes that
seldom marveled at sweet surprise.
Lean close, oh bated breath.
Sauntering slow in deepened embrace.
Eager to chance a gaze,
those radiant fire eyes.
Be still, oh blazing heart.
Hold tender this song of yearning.
Place thoughtful sounds down softly,
as sheltered is love that longs to breath.