Thank you for reading "Of Deception and Divinity." This page is only available to the readers of this novel. I knew, when I began writing "Of Deception and Divinity" that I wanted to give Sanura an opportunity to show how much she loves Assefa. More, I wanted readers to see and feel Sanura's growth in her relationship with her mate.
Sanura's birthday song for Assefa was a lot of fun to write. I've never written a song before, but I wanted to write the lyrics instead of hiring a songwriter. Singer Aliz Smith turned my vision into an awesome reality. I hope you enjoy Sanura's love song for her beloved Assefa. I invite you to leave your thoughts in the Comments section at the bottom of the page.
Seasons of Our Love
- Lyrics by: N.D. Jones
- Performed by: Aliz Smith
- Arranged by: Aliz Smith
- Composed by: Marshall Brooks and Aliz Smith
Lyrics
A griot speaks of you
You’re his fantastical news
Daring, dangerous, and delectable
In surround sound, he tells the tale of the man, sensitive soul and sweet lips
You’re as thoughtful as shade on a blistering summer day
Protective as snow on a mountain in the chill of winter
He speaks and I listen
Enraptured and forever captured by the story of the man and the myth
Of his beast, as well as his heart
As well as his heart
An artist paints you
You’re her mythical muse
Handsome, heady, and heroic
In full color, she sees the depth of the man
And his heart
His wonderful heart
His wonderful heart
Thoughtful as shade on a blistering summer day
His heart, his heart
Thoughtful as shade on a blistering summer’s day
Her brush never falters, painting against the canvas of my heart
My nostrils fill with the scent, chasing the liquid current of our love
The air amplifies the sound of our joined hearts
Our joined hearts
You're as giving as raindrops in a garden of spring blossoms
You’re as courageous as a bird taking flight on a windy autumn night
These are the seasons of our love
Cyclical, changing, forever
These are the seasons of our love
Seasons of our love
These are the seasons of our love
Cyclical, changing, forever
These are the seasons of our love
Seasons of our love
He speaks and I listen
Enraptured and forever captured by the story of the man and the myth
Of his beast, as well as his heart
As well as his heart
An artist paints you
You’re her mythical muse
Handsome, heady, and heroic
In full color, she sees the depth of the man
And his heart
His wonderful heart
His wonderful heart
