Even at night a moon lightyears away envies your shine.
I would only hope to court you in the most proper fashion.
Gazing upon your beauty to then shyly remove my eyes

Once yours turn to meet mine.
A vacant soul i'd be if ever to lose the sight of you.
My arms lay restfully beside you.


Lost in your presence
Weary from the smile upon your face.

Two kindling journeys that cross but are so quick to fade
The years to come but i'd give them all away for a dream that's real.
This is for lucille!