In the stillness of the evening,
As the shadows are growing long,
In the quiet comes a melody
Of the nighting gale's lilting song.

The cooling breezes blow gently
As the moon begins to rise
Onto a cloudless canvas
Of velvet, starlit skies.

A sweet melody is playing
Across the moonlit sands.
A soft and gentle love song
Of two lovers, hand in hand.

And as I sit alone listening
To this sweet melody,
My mind drifts with the music
To memories of you and me.

As sleep lures my tired mind,
A picture fills my heart:
A lasting dream of our true love
That time can never part........


© Lynn King
August 13, 2006