The moon rides high in clear night sky
Wind whispers through the trees
The grass is soft and wet with dew
And I have eyes only for you

A kiss! A kiss! Nothing is quite as sweet as this
And whispered words of love so deep
Your arms they hold me close and tight
With you I could spend all my days and nights

And under sky so inky black with stars that stare right back
I hold you close against my skin
I feel your breath your heart your love
An angel sent to me from above

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all text Copyright Cary Preston Richards, 1999