Isn't it under the moon that the strongest of emotions are felt?

Under the moon, is the place where:
I want to be independent, but snared.
Hold me unrestrained, yet kept close.
Can't you feel it climbing… the ecstasy?

Under the moon, is the place where:
I want to listen to you talk for hours,
Held unrestrained and kept close too.
I want to touch our intimate embrace.

Under the moon, is the place where:
At the beach, especially near the water,
We'll listen to the sounds of the sand.
We'll watch the seagulls inspect the waves.

Won't you, my lover, help me to lean down now.
I'm going to touch that area of your shoulders
Where your love is tenderly appearing for me.
Please dear, follow me, take my breath away!

Under the moon, is the place where:
I'll sleep slightly longer, maybe I'll even be more
Relaxed… now that I've told you more about me,
I'll wait for you beneath the moon.

VicToria Tallman Freudiger © Copyright 2004