Under the Moon Light
Under neath it's glaring glow
we steal a kiss in the meadow
amid the chirping of the crickets.
The clouds just lazily drift on by
as we reach the greatest high
from drawing closer to the wafting
tide for the path to the lake will lead.
Ware all of our romantic tales it will keep
now before the lake we stand I am holding
your hand under the moon light we remember
our vows our heart are full of love now.
Copyright © Richard Williams | Year Posted 2013
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