When sadness grip me in the metal shield

When sadness

When sadness grip me in the metal shield
You sing for me the serenade of love
Take in the tight embrace and hold without moving inch
Soothing the pain , accumulated in long run
Do not let go or i 'll fall apart like wet paper
Assurance of your body next to mine
Would calm anxiety tremors shaking innards
Sing, sing for me , don't stop if for catching breath only
In low voice that special music on the foreign language
You sang first time we met , first time we touched

There something astral in it , pacifying senses
The seraphic connection sent by spirits above
I feel the sadness melting into nothing
Hope shyly entering into ajar door
You fanning me with peaceful air
Susurrating words , spreading on the heart
It takes one loving , caring soul read another
You done it in the manner of true love

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Lucia Coghetto