The Moonlit Walk

Swaying back and forth
down the path,
the moon is shining down—
lighting where we step.

The moon’s glow,
soft, enhancing,
enlightening…
romance stirring.

The calmness of the breeze
soothing our skin,
refreshing the air
with the fragrance of lavender.

The moon’s glow,
soft, enhancing,
enlightening…
romance brewing.

The willows sway softly,
humming an intimate song,
bringing smiles—
as we hold hands.

The moon’s glow,
soft, enhancing,
enlightening…
romance blooming.

Eyes locked in embrace,
our hips find
a gentle rhythm.

Sway with me
down the path
of life—

beneath the moon’s glow
soft, enhancing,
enlightening…
romance burning—
forevermore.

My Muse,
my love,
at my side.

My fingertip
touching hers
gifting inspiration.

The moonlight is—
our life’s silver flashlight
and memory’s flashbulb.

Till, forever…
on the moonlit path.

What
could be more
than this moment?

You are
my own Sistine Chapel.

I wish
I could write music—
The syncopation
Of my tunes
Would mirror
The willows’ song

I wish
I could sing,
The resonance
Of my voice
Would express
The depth of my emotion.

I wish
I could imagine,
Create a treasure,
Your beauty
Personified.

Together
always with me.