Waltzing On The Moon
Your hand around my waist, I glide
Like silver on the stars
I drink the liquid love I see
In your eyes bright and unmarred
By tragedy and life's heart storms
By tales of gloom and doom
But tears of joy are spilling there
As you dance me to the moon.
And though this night will end in day
And magic will be gone
We'll waltz on moonbeams till it comes
And spend the night in song
My love and I in love's embrace
Like royalty of old
Climbing stairways made of jewels
And pathways made of gold.
Your hand in mine, my treasure sought
A lifetime's goal in sight
All memory of sadness fades
This shining happy night
We wear our love likes crowns of sun
And hum our wordless tune
And hand in hand we dance till dawn
Still waltzing on the moon.
©by Voo
September 16, 2006
9:44 p.m.
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