MOONLIGHT LOVER
© Bob Henning
The sun is setting slowly,
As twilight turns to night
The flowers turn their petals in,
To wait for morning's light
An old man dreams of yesterday,
And things that used to be
A robin turns and flies for home,
On soft and silent wings
Moonlight slips between the trees,
And dances on the sand
Then gently moves the darkness back,
With soft and gentle hand
Her graceful body flowing,
In evenings twilight bliss
She reaches out to touch my face,
As softly as a kiss
Through the evening's twilight glow,
Two bodies lay entwined
The rhythmic motion of their love,
Stands 'still' the hands of time
I'll hold her tight till morning's light,
Then watch her slip away
As daylight breaks upon the dawn,
To start another day
Her beauty comes from deep within,
We know not where she came
But those who've felt her gentle touch,
Will never be the same
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