into the moon light
poets sweet muse
alone she comes like the wind at dawn
so quickly to appear
dressed in moonlight and fire flames
a mystery love rejoined from the well of time
dancing before him she reaches out to bring him closer
the hand of fire and moonlight
caresses the weary earth soul
the softest kiss burns with desire
not to be denied
the hour spins magic in the night
whispering embers hold the lovers spellbound
intertwined in
