Song of Songs I Sing
by Lori Ann Day
I have put the thought of me in your memory.
I have hoped that they would not bury me
before I found you as I ran through the streets
searching and singing my Song of Songs for
you.
God can tell you what you see when you look
into the eyes of love, and speak of me.
Him eternally, for no one can love, and not
see God.
Without love, my words would all die in vain,
and my tongue would no longer speak
as they'd lay down to sleep,
to be buried in my grave.
Written by Lori Ann Day
Poetry
Gay Love ADVICE
