Your skin glows like the sun, blossoms loved as the roses in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your piano voice and leaps like a cat at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great eagle wing.
I am comforted by your love that I carry into the twilight of moonbeams and hold next to my heart.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of blood.
As my hands falls from my head, it reminds me of your beauty.
In the quiet, I listen for the last beat of the day.
My heated eyes leaps to my love. I wait in the moonlight for your secret touch so that we may joining as one, eyes to eyes, in search of the magnificent red and mystical passion of love
