One More
Nighttime glows filling up the sky
A crescent moon shining bright
A thousand stars streaming high
Thoughts of you are in my sight
shimmering locks stream in the breeze
soft red shine upon your cheeks
glossy lips inviting me in
soft sweet voice whence you speak
I gaze and wonder if you see
sand brown hair and eyes of blue
dark black brow and wonton stare
yearning for just one more day with you
We'd soar through the night on golden wings
Dance real close as angels sing
chase the stars forget our dreams
Climb over the moon and slide down her beams
laugh and giggle, make time stand still
We wouldn't hold back we'd have such a thrill
Just you and I, we'd be lost in space
If only I had one more look at that face
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
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