BLACK CAT POEMS
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Robert Elliott Gonzales
Since when in days agone we met,
My life is dark and drear;
The sullen clouds are sable shrouds;
No ray of light comes near.
But, like twin suns, thing eyes dispel
The murky fog of woe;
And on my heart, pierced by the dart
Of Love, they softly glow.
Thy lips--Ah sweet, what tongue can tell
Their wondrous healing power?
Like bubbling streams where moonlight gleams,
Or some rose-scented bower.
Thy magic voice enthralls me still,
As in the days of yore;
Then by thy side I'll e'er abide,
I thank thee, Love, once more!
poems by Robert Elliott Gonzales