My Love

Your skin glows like the Strawberry,
blossoms beautiful as the Rose,
in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your distant voice, and leaps like a Fox at the whisper of your name,
The evening floats in on a great Dove,
I am comforted by your handkerchief,
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 life,
As my mind falls from my fantasies,
it reminds me of your eyes and lips,
In the quiet,
I listen for the last notes of music of the day,
My heated hand leaps to my chest, I wait in the moonlight,
for your secret kiss,
so that we may dance as one, hand to hand,
in search of the magnificent end,
and mystical secret of love...