Thoughts of Thee

When ere my thoughts turn toward thee

My heart beats in my breast like a caged falcon.

I wonder that thou hast heard it not.

Indeed, given the opportunity

It would fly on love�s warm winds

To where thou art.

It is a heady cup, my love for thee,

And one that I would not trade

For a kings ransom.

By Laura Buscher~1/5/98