Wednesday, 2 December 2015

Soulful night with her

Lie beside me in my garden with beautiful lilies
Listen to the silent breeze, singing an old song
Stars scattered throughout the darkness in sky
celebrating the feelings of our first kiss, still strong

As the crescent moon rises over tired city
Those stars blinking messages of love
Hooting owls echo their mournful cry
Perched in their towering tree tops way above

And in the shadow of your hair as the moon eclipse
Encaged in spell your flushed cheeks and scarlet lips
I find me gently waltzing with the sands of time
Holding your hand, I keep dreaming in poetic rhyme