I hung my love for you
across an opal moon beam
glistering
and bathing my soul
I offered to know
where the angels fly
and the dreamers sigh
oh meadow sweet meadow
so far far below
can you be here by morning
dancing with zephyrs perfume
when the Nightingale slumbers
taking my thoughts abloom
could you wake me with your kisses
in your sweetest sought delights
as my heart searches beyond
the moons pearlescent light
as I make my honey wishes
in these days so blissfully steep
with a crisper spoke whisper
oh precious moments I reap
singing songs to the mountains
and the fertile valley below
oh save me sweet memory
were the roses do grow
and the voices of your heart linger
meager to this I sow
dancing tides with the wind
oh sweetest kindred moments
we are here
yes, we are here
where moonlight begins...
Stunning!!!! and that voice, I tell you, I can imagine you and Richard Orey doing something together, it would be awesome, such passionate voices you two have, the kind that was meant to read poetry and make even the word 'sad' sound sensual
obviously this is stunningly beautiful. YOu had to have been in a great mood to have written this, there would be no room for anything else to get this on paper. awesome!
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Love & peace be with you
William
Cheers,
Dan
A lovely place where moonbeams begin.
Penned with sweetness and graceful whispers.
Lady Mary Ann