Silver Moon

I look out to the night sky,
Only to find its your eyes.
Oh how they shine,
They shine with the light of the stars.

Your lips so soft,
Pressing Against mine.
How beautiful you are,
Sitting in the meadow,
Hair flowing like the grass all around us.

I held you with a firm grip,
Promising never to let go.
I hold you closer, tighter,
To close the gap between us.

I gaze into your eyes,
Comforted by the warmth of your lips.
Here in the meadow,
Under the sliver moon.