HUSH
by Mary Megumi Aithea V. Aguila
Gently whispered by the wind The night came to a halt And only cadence of breath thinned Remained in thy mystic vault Silence; your beauty I implore For in your presence, I am yours My heartbeat placed in thy score Performed by your opera that allures The bustling rustle of leaves And the song of the robin
descanted That only one perceives Oh, your wondrous songs enchanted The lingering arms of yours Embraced, you rescue me And behind the closed doors I’m your refugee Trapped in a state of ecstasy Stuck in your bewitching trance Sanctuary and my remedy Silence, you are my dearest, in every circumstance
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