Northern Lights

Written by: Ian Howard

A frenzy of movement 
Lovers locked in throws of love 
Lights as a curtain no form
Lazily thrown into the heavens 
For all to see before the Dawn

There am I in my movement
Running as the deer in flight 
Never being caught in your light
Electric screens as not seen before

Drap me in your magic to hold so many
Hold them in awe of a beauty 
Show me words that would equal you
Teach me to show the beauty so

If only If I could capture your form 
lay you to the parchment sheet
Here held virginally in my hands
Give me a reason just a word

That is not a word you tease me so
It is a feeling just to me you show 
To build a curtain so pure 
You give each time much more