Moonlit Love
The moon draped western plainlights the meandering path of disdainOh when shall this work be done'til a petty thought all has becomeOnce dreamt of hearts of rosesand the blissful love it abolishesTake my frail hand and fleeting charityno longer living this hapless necessityYour angelic beauty lay to be my reasonof life's greatest joy, compassion through out the seasonStrong has our bond becomeencased steel, now mold into oneWith your sweet voice whispers onto methe fruits of our garden planted heavenlyThou vision celestial and divinewe shall toast the finest of wineTo the hand crafted alter draped in laceshines upon the tears awash this facecopyright @ 2001 Ken Lindelli Written August 30th, 2001 © on Aug 30 2001 11:18 AM PST 0 • 8
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"The moon draped western plainlights the meandering path of disdainOh when shall this work be done'til a petty thought all has becomeOnce dreamt of hearts of rosesand the blissful love it abolishesTake my frail hand and fleeting charityno longer living this hapless necessityYour angelic beauty lay to be my reasonof life's greatest joy, compassion through out the seasonStrong has our bond becomeencased steel, now mold into oneWith your sweet voice whispers onto methe fruits of our garden planted heavenlyThou vision celestial and divinewe shall toast the finest of wineTo the hand crafted alter draped in laceshines upon the tears awash this facecopyright @ 2001 Ken Lindelli..."