Listen to Sensory Serenade by Richard Charles Stevens (Dis-Generation Suite)

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Where I once lost you
I found you anew
Where we first kissed
I can still breathe the mist
My pale lips blush in glistening rushes of you
.
Where I once lost you
I found you anew
Where we first kissed
I can still breathe the mist
My pale lips blush in glistening rushes of you
Rushes of you
Rushes of you
.
Rushes of you
.
Stunningly blue are my eyes as I prize with delight the foresight to invite flighted dreams to resume
.
Rush-rushes of you
(True)
.
For each night is our scene to costume
Each night is our scene to costume
Each night is our scene to costume
(True)
My pale lips blush in glistening rushes of you
.
Never lost in these grounds
Ever found with resound
As we locate the one place disgrace is ruled out
Fall about in the leaves
Order out for the breeze
To see lifted the shrift within which we can breathe
.
Knee high in daises in bloom
Seen by the eyes of appraisal
Upraising to glacial peaks
For the most replete view
(True)
.
Sated of faith
In the name of the rose
Ever so fearless and brave
No more primed a frame to climb
Assign the weight required to chime
And dignify dried grain revived
Within undying frame
.
Bled of the finest wild grape
(True)
.
Where I once lost you
I found you anew
Where we first kissed
I can still breathe the mist
My pale lips blush in glistening rushes of you
(True)
Rushes of you
Rushes of you
(True)
.
Where I once lost you
I found you anew
Where we first kissed
I can still breathe the mist
My pale lips blush in glistening rushes of you
(True)
.
Where I once lost you
We used to fly kites
To the heights of our mind’s eyes attuned
Seasons may change
Hang uneven and even so
Feelings grow
Raised by the flame you parade in plain view
.
True (repeat)
.
You’re the breeze that my smile pertains to
And indeed the chief reason my eyes remain blue
My eyes remain blue
.
Where I once lost you
I found you anew
Where we held hands
To withstand the hailstorm
Forewarned of no major ado
For I always felt safest with you
Knew my place
Face to face
With decorum and grace
Both adored and blessed surely to dress the same faith
.
True (repeat)
.
Knee high in daisies in spiralling bloom
Something amazing
Inspiring and true
Aspiring the eye of the storm to shine through
So glad that I came here
And made daisy chains here
For each smile inflamed here
Reminds me of you
Every fibre alive
Strives to bind me to you
Not a final reprisal
Declining our dues
As we muse on green pastures anew
.
Memories fade
Are essentially vague
Momentary
Forgotten
When carelessly made
In fairness
There’s no more momentous a blossom
Than one conscientious from top to its bottom
Aware of the glare of the sun
Well prepared for the rains
When they came
For the plains remain sodden
To feed the roots sprawling
From seed to shoot
Spawning belief in its calling
Too seasoned for stalling
Enthralling the air to declare the fair dawning
Once bare
With great care
Now reforming
Seen in most handsome of glory
For you being you dignifies my life story
Have searched aeons past
To make sense of the present
And learn of tomorrow
Resumed
Iridescent
.
You to I
Are every one fine day
(True)
You to I
Are every one fine day
.
Where I once lost you
I found you anew
Where we first kissed
I can still breathe the mist
My pale lips blush in glistening rushes of you
.
True (repeat to close)
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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