Butterflies and moonlite skies,
A Peaceful white dove, the stars above.
The feel of the wind, the warmth it sends,
Neither blue nor black the skies above, it never ends.
All with a meaning, yet night and day,
Reflections of you, I dare to say.
With the days light, a dove in flight,
At days end, you shine like the stars so bright.
We are apart for the day and longer,
Yet it's me with you we both hunger.
Like Moonlite skies your eyes light with desire
The passion in your heart burns a kindling fire.
The day you live, like a butterfly in the breeze,
Together as one, minds finally at ease.
~M~
