Ride

A warm wind blows into our room;

my eyes open just a little to see a moon

smiling down upon our bed

as thoughts of love fill my head.

Her breath is gentle, soft and quiet

and light as a feather and I can't deny it ...

there's more to this than we understand;

this love between this woman and man.

Transcending time and giving hope

to a world where life is oft devoted

to lesser quests. Blue-green flecks in my eyes

suggest a time from another life

when we were sent from heaven's door

into this world, our love to explore.

Now ride with me into the sun.

When mounts expire, we shall run

with angels in our company.

Our love endures. Our love is free.