The Moon is bright tonight,
I have a thousand sheep to count
You're on my mind, you're in my head
The last thought that lingers above my bed
As I breathe, as I pray, as I sleep, as I dream
With gentle steps, you'll interweave
your being into my subconscious
You've been here for a while
a few years you've claimed your place
The lines around your mouth when there's a smile upon your face
Can we dance beneath the stars tonight
and whisper of the Divine?
And when you've left, I'll write poems of how you were once mine
When I walk I'll remember, the silences, the glances
secret clasped fingers held beneath tabletops and hours hours hours
those long dark days of discovery and shared moments were ours
These days are ours for the taking.
Mar 7, 2012
Mar 7, 2012 at 1:25 PM UTC
The Moon is bright tonight,
I have a thousand sheep to count
You're on my mind, you're in my head
The last thought that lingers above my bed
As I breathe, as I pray, as I sleep, as I dream
With gentle steps, you'll interweave
your being into my subconscious
You've been here for a while
a few years you've claimed your place
The lines around your mouth when there's a smile upon your face
Can we dance beneath the stars tonight
and whisper of the Divine?
And when you've left, I'll write poems of how you were once mine
When I walk I'll remember, the silences, the glances
secret clasped fingers held beneath tabletops and hours hours hours
those long dark days of discovery and shared moments were ours
These days are ours for the taking.
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