The Moon. Poem by PAUL COLVIN

The stars are dancing in the sky
Against deepest blue at midnight.
The moon is swooning, standing by,
Having said goodbye to twilight.

The man, the moon, they’re both as one
When he appears, the night’s begun.
Young lovers stroll along the bay
To seek their own true lovers’ ways..

So in love, walk hand in hand,
Skipping over glistening sand
With gentle lapping of the wave
A night of love is theirs to save.

Full moon above is shining bright,
It guides them on this lovers’ night.
Their passion deep, runs raw and course
Ignited by this mystic source.

A full moon is for those who love,
Synonymous with turtle doves.
Their young hearts racing, missing beats.
They quicken pace to find retreats.

They find a spot, they’re glad they met
And know this night, they won’t regret
For when the time to part has come,
The mystic moonbeam guides them home.