I waited all night
Tracing the path of the light.
The glow never once failed
And the rinsed clouds hailed.
As an afterthought,
Recollecting the ideas I bought
I looked through lover’s eyes;
The darkness in black did not lie….
He stirred the night into a silver bowl
And washed me deep down the soul;
Feeling the momentary pleasure unwind
I raised my hands to bind,
Conveying the message of a lifetime,
Renewing the promise on full moon night, every time.