The Moon
Looking up at the skies.
The stars.
Like flickering candles.
Light up your eyes.
Like searchlights.
Lighting up the sky..
Holding hands, we gaze.
Absorbed, entranced, amazed.
The beauty of it all.
Captivates the soul.
The moon sails by, in all it's glory.
Golden, brilliant, and majestic
Bathing all in a blueish tint.
Fantastic, romantic.
Your breath condensing in the air.
Your hands are warm, with care.
I can feel the pulse of your heart.
Pounding out a rhythm.
Singing 'I love You'
With all my heart
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Copyright © Norman Purvis | Year Posted 2007
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