Croon a ballad as the moon shines,
…reflecting on us silver lines,
Or hum a wordless lullaby
…as overhead thin clouds pass by;
Run your long fingers through my hair
…so I can feel the balmy air
As softly I rest on your lap
…and hear the wings of nightbirds flap;
Zealous eyes of yours watching me,
…sweet life I thought can never be,
Only you, to me, can give this,
...no less a rare heaven-like bliss;
Never, one like you, will I find,
…tonight my life with yours I bind.
© FLQ March 13,2014
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