a voice...and she said

be it as it may

...yet it was a sweet fall stay...and as the days filled with light...the dark found a sight and said

be it as it may

.....then it was the calm that came...the ocean stained with suns final flight...yet said

be it as it may

...then my chords began...heavy with guilt riddled hands...but as man I say

it may

...and then shes here...whipser soft against softer ear...I hear

let them play their silly fear

...by my hand she does steer...where clocks hold smaller gears...i say

together let us be for years

...forever is the choice we bear...and together share the riches fair...but they say

be it as it may

...yet the day chokes night...well vested for the fight...and victorious the light does say

it may

I Love Shirley Yang

Doth loveth one no grander than I
Upon rays of sunshine through scholar gardens we weave
Warm spray of summer leaves by presents of nature to bring
Loveth doth loveth -- lovely thee
For my love is loveth by none greater than me