the joy of the angels

THE JOY OF THE ANGELS

MAY DAWNING NEVER ARRIVE
UNTIL I HEAR THAT SWEETEST SOUND
OF MY BELOVED
MY SOULS UNBOUND
EVERY TIME SHE SPEAKS TO ME, I SWEAR I HEAR MOZART, AND BEETHOVEN
AND MY VEINS BECOME VIOLIN STRINGS
THAT CAN ONLY PLAY SONGS OF LOVE AND LIFE TO HER
MAY NOONDAY HOLD NO JOY
UNLESS MY THOUGHTS TURN ALL TO THEE
I LOVE YOU SO
YOU’RE ALL TO ME
EVERY TIME I THINK OF HER, I SWEAR I FEEL THE JOY OF THE ANGELS POURED INTO THE SOUL OF THIS ONE MAN
AND I THANK GOD SO MUCH FOR HER
MAY NIGHTFALL BRING ONLY PAIN
IF I KISS NOT YOUR LIPS
SO MY HEART CAN DREAM
OF MIDNIGHT TRIPS
EVERY TIME I KISS HER, I SWEAR THE COLORS I SEE MAKE SATURNS RINGS AND A MILLION RAINBOWS SEEM SO DULL AND COLORLESS
WITH NO SIGN OF STARFILLED BEAUTY
FOR IT IS ALL IN HER
AND SHE GIVES ME THE JOY OF THE ANGELS
THE JOY OF THE ANGELS