The Path
Through the midnight wanderings
On darkened paths of yore
The world may have been different
With love, yet to explore
He wandered in the moonlight
Upon the night he wed
With sounds of nature, enticing
Seduction is where it led
The path through which he traveled
To him was all too new
Her loving hand to guide him
Was moonlight shed for two
Together they would travel
Upon this darkened course
Entering love’s eternal night
Consuming them with force
This night, they shall remember
Placed ever in their dreams
The night that they went hand in hand
Down the path to find their stream.
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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