AMIE
In the valley of derision I cry out to my God for a reason
Yes still licking wounds my Amie I lost to the seasons
Yet I walk away a heart full of woe refusing ever to let her go
My love a burning fire a hundred streams could not quench
In my dreams I walk alone fair Amie aching through my bones
I am hunted by your thoughts and long for your sweet embrace
Let me feel the warmth of your breath as vapor upon my chest
Once again your tender love that surely came from above
The road to your abode I follow yet your presence disappear
But I know that I have been there many times you never knew
Oh fair Amie my lovely graceful dove I prowl the hills top for you
I see your burning lights below and watch for your silhouette
I thought someday to be a groom your precious hands I adore
Oh foolish me why did I hide the love I had for my fair bride
Come drink with me and ease my pain before I almost go insane
By
Kenvil Atkins
