She traipses softly through the lavender fields.
Her Love walks gently across the meadows .
Her body flows gracefully and to no one yields.
Her voice pours softly from her lips and settles;
Settles on the chords that bind our hearts together-

Evening and morning have carried our heart,
From secrets of passion and moments apart.
As the night sky our blanket,
from mornings bright glories.
We listened to warblers
Whistle beautifully our stories-

We hid under darkness
and played under stars.
We kissed under Orion,
Made love under mars.
Yet when morning came,
And the nights vices had fled;
There you stood standing,
Adorned from your head-

Head to your toes was the light that had blessed you.
To your face it caressed, as proudly I knew.
It accented your curves and danced with your eyes:
The eyes light had danced with, would not let night die-

For although daylight had ended,
our stage of freedom and grace;
In those eyes the echo of all that had happened,
Forever will sing a glad song in this place.