Michael P. McParland
Snuggling Among The Moon And Stars - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Goodnight my sweet darling dear
come and join me sweet one
to snuggle and be at peace
among the moon and the stars.
Sharing sweet kisses as we lay on a blanket
by a cosmic and majestic blue lake
we'll drift away into dreamland
holding each other in pure peace and comfort.
Join me sweet darling and we will snuggle
so tightly in comfort with the moon and stars
shining a calming ambient light to give us calm.
Goodnight my sweet precious Kira and through
the whole night in spirit I'll be holding you in my arms.
As I stroke your hair and rub your back
gently rest your head upon my chest and together
we'll drift off to sleep and meet in that dream.
Among the moon and the stars getting lost
in each other and the enchantment all around,
both we together as well as the moon and the stars.
As you are sleeping feel my sweet kisses
and caresses of love.
Be filled with all the warmth I send to you,
feel comfort inside as you hear my voice
saying Kira I love you you're my everything.
You are a blessing that I thank God for everyday,
I than you as well for just being you
and all the love that you have,
you just blow me away.
With millions of kisses and hugs that I am sending
let's rest now my dear and meet in dreamland.
I want to hold you in that ambient scene,
laying down on a blanket and wrapped up with you
by a clear blue majestic lake getting lost
in the wonder that is you.
To look in your eyes and hear your voice,
to kiss you at last how my heart longs and aches.
One day soon in reality I'll hold you close
but tonight my sweet love we'll be
with the moon and the stars in our sweet dreams.
So goodnight my dear sweet Queen my heart calls to you
it is saying Kira my Angel I so deeply love you
through and through.
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