I want to dance through the
Ribbons of the wind

To listen to the
Music of the trees

To hear the
Song of the ocean

To watch the flowers
Dance and sway

And see the stars
Twinkling high above

And know my place
In this beauty
Just like when I was little

i

Goodnight mine love
Goodnight mine sweet
Goodnight mine pet
Thine soul I keep

ii

Do not fret
Close thine eye's
I loveth thee
Mi amour of mine

iii

Cuddle me in clover
Wrapeth me in Spanish garb
I am thy angel
I am thy guard.

iv

Sleep well queen
I'll seeith thou in mine dreams
Wherein me and thou shalt dance
Upon thy own moon gleams....

v

Forgiveth me mine rose
Mine holy one
Forgiveth me for all the pain I've caused, and the word's ive stung
Goodnight mine amour, mi amour, goodnight. Loveth thee more..


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Elsa angelica dedication

I tried to stop it once, but I failed.
I tried to dry them once, but I failed.
Because of you, I greatly failed.
And no worse a failure can be than I.

I have failed to stop my pen from
       continually bleeding your name.
*And I failed to dry these pages,
       soaked in thoughts of you.