In the Moonlight, Shadow Dancing
How these words appeal to me
like the song that we heard playing
that night so long ago.
Dancing in the moonlight
meet me after midnight,
words that turned our eyes to glistening,
hearts to planning a rendezvous.
Oh, the romance of it
took me trembling to anticipation
of midnight shadow dancing,
back yard lit and crickets singing,
midnight was to me a lifetime,
I called him, so full of my desire
that waiting was no option,
at eleven o five on the dot
I whispered now, not then.
He was there
in just a heart beat
in this softly moonlit place
behind the house, beyond the trees
on grass that held the evening damp.
Moonlight lit the loving arms
that circled me and took me in
to such a love
that time still tells us
of shadow dancing, in the moonlight
of the backyard when we first loved
at eleven o five.
[This message has been edited by Martie (edited 01-23-2000).]