She reaches across the table

The light rain taps gentle on the window

There's a candle in between us, in her eyes I see the glow

Her fingers touch my hand

My heart is out of control

She whispers, a voice so sexy

I can hear it in my heart and soul

Our eyes draw us together

Our lips finally meet

The touch is moist the taste is sweet

I hold her in my arms

We shake in the wake of love

There's just us two and a million stars above

Then I woke up today and you weren't there

I guess it's just not fair;

That this was only a dream of me and you

Robert Steward

around 1986

At this time I dated so much that I don't recall who I wrote this for. There is a good chance I wrote it for my first wife (out of three) Madeline DeMattia. But I don't remember and my original note had no entry.