YOU'RE A WESOM E.
No cause for alarm my sweet the way to the chamber is clear Tell me swiftly of a time to meet lest the light of day draw near
No cause for alarm my sweet the boy and girl are tucked away Spring up in my arms lest your feet wake them where they lay
No cause for alarm my sweet the night has inspired your king Ah there is no one else to greet weep my love and sing
My task has ended and her tide rescinded
- Wyatt Woolma Earp
(2)
YOU'RE A WESOM E.
I miss the warm winter nights when we sat alone before a fire We were carefree without the lights and drunk with your passion and my desire
I miss the warm winter nights when you stood standing above me With my arms I reached higher heights and returned to hear you say you loved me
I miss the warm winter nights where the flame in your eye was brighter Somehow I knew you?d rather forsake the sights and lie down below where hearts beat lighter
I hope to winter where romance woos all who enter
- Wyatt Woolma Earp
(4)
YOU'RE A WESOM E.
While my wife and I sat in a restaurant to dine I observed a young couple holding hands and kissing I?m sure it was no business of mine But I sensed that something vital was missing
The young man chose to kiss with his eyes open As if to keep her within his line of sight I suppose she gave him something to hope in And perhaps a sense of direction throughout the day and night
But there is something essential within a kiss When the eyes are closed to give and then receive Deep within the darkness there is nothing amiss But an eternal disconnect if you don?t cling and believe
We left the restaurant and headed home through the park As I anticipated an embrace and a kiss after dark
- Wyatt Woolma Earp
(6)
YOU'RE A WESOM E.
I cannot love you more than the Ancient of Days though your lips are soft and luring to me Before time He conquered my pernicious ways and removed the darkness so that I can see
I cannot love you more than the Ancient of Days though your arms are a godsend whenever I weep But stand with me now and witness my praise to the One that lures my weary flesh to sleep
I cannot love you more than the Ancient of Days though your eyes reveal the virtuous woman fame In life I long to learn of His righteous ways and the power of His exalted name
The Ancient of Days is the One that the Spirit obeys
- Wyatt Woolma Earp
(8)
YOU'RE A WESOM E.
In truth women are such tender and delicate creatures and it is unkind to say otherwise There is something beautiful in their feminine features especially their skill of makeup upon the face and eyes
In truth women are such tender and delicate creatures and it is unwise to say it is not so The wisdom of king Solomon from the preachers writes plainly what you do not know
In truth women are such tender and delicate creatures and it is not wise to deny the same I know women can love and endure without teachers for such is the nature of their fame
God?s excellent plan was needful for man
- Wyatt Woolma Earp
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YOU'RE A WESOM E.