Ah and I shall drag the moon to thee, one full and glorious only will do
For what better than the light of such a wonderous torch
To enlighten that which we both already know and in all this time knew
For we have waited to gaze into one another's eyes
And we have waited to just sit and marvel at what reality hast wrought
What a tender and sweet so sweet moment it shall be, one we shall find in dreams realized
And late night talks, hours spent over telephonic lines, moments breathes out in notes bought
With the passion of trust, the beat of the heart to heart, finally made true
As fingers touch, hands clasp, in low tones everything affirmed
Fate shall be realized, and the Spirit shall rejoice as we gaze deep into the other's soul pure
For I shall drag the moon to thee, and in the moment we meet it shall cease to be
Just any moon, no it shall then and from that moment on
Become our moon, sacred and full, as we both feel that which in moments of quiet speaking reverie we have always as true seen.
Thank you so much Mark, this is beautiful! I cannot allow this to go by withhout returning to you a gift of me to you.
I love you so dear. You are an amazing artist and I am blessed to have you in my life.
always and still,