Jul 20, 2004 11:07
I am the moon and He is the world
Everynight we have our affair
Cool breezes blow like whispered words
Sweet moisture in the air
We meet in darkness, kiss in shadows
Our touches are hidden away
Our love comes then, in the twilight hours
The Dew before the Day
But She always comes with radiance shining
Her rays kiss all She sees
Every morning He becomes enthralled
And His thoughts will turn from me
The heat She gives become soft caresses
And this I promise you
It only takes a moment, a smile to sweet to be true
Before I am gone, His thoughts move on
From the last drop of Moning Dew
All I will ever be
Is the last drop of Morning Dew