UNDER A BLANKET OF STARS THAT FILL THE NIGHT, 

MY LOVER COMES FOR THESE LONG WALKS OF DELIGHT. 

I SIT ALONE WITH EYES CAST TO THE MOON ABOVE, 

IN A TRANCE I DREAM OF THE MAN I LOVE. 

ON A BEAM OF PASSION'S LIGHT WE JOURNEY TO THE MOON, 

PLEASE DON'T LET ME AWAKEN TO SOON.

By ROBIN CRABTREE ..... copyright

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