A Leonard song and a poem…
In the longest Winter nights in Germany in 1978.
The sweetest whispers of Leonard,
took my dear lover and I.
To learn the abundance of love wealth.
He told us in his poetry,
true love showed real face and we will bleed for the taste, of every kiss borrowed.
His words in his songs,
love finds you; you do not find love.
Now the old poet wrote,
“dance me till the end of time,
dance me till the end of love.”
I remember the Poet of song.
I pray kind Leonard is singing in paradise with the prettiest girls near.