Auburn, Alabama USA
Your eyes know how to read mine
They see my hidden dreams
And when I need you most
You press me toward your heart to
Warm me in the light of your love.
I feel something stirring and
I belong there in the center.
So you've made a little room inside
Because I need to be next to you.
Flesh becomes air,
Words become thoughts
And passion runs through your veins.
Breathe deeply - think of me,
And with every beat of your heart
Know that you brought me there.
(this is an old poem, but i never let anyone read it)
~m o o n l i g h t~