Home with you....
by Victoria E Miera
(Aurora, Co USA)
Up on a hill of green, I sit gazing up at the moon. On a cloud above I look down at you, the smile that lays upon your face,you take my breath away.
A gentle breeze from a nearby tree, sends little white flowers flowing gently, down where in your hair they lay. Upon my cloud I lean ever so close to get a better look, as the moon shines down on you.
On a hill of green, I sit gazing up at the moon, as midnight stars shoot across the skies, it is there that I see the twinkle in your eye's. I see your wings of white stretched out as if in flight.
The smile upon your face takes my breath away, as our eye's meet in the light of the moon. A gentle breeze from a nearby tree, sends little white flowers swirling & trilling down, where in my hair they lay.
From on my cloud I must take my leave, to you I must come, where on a hill of green, to join my love in my embrace is where you belong, as midnight stars shoot across the skies, as the moon shines down on us.
You take my hands where we take flight, home to your cloud we do go,here under the stars and moon in your winged embrace is where I belong, as a gentle breeze blows in a near by tree, the flowers in my hair flow gently down to the hill of green below.
The twinkle in your eye's the smile upon your face, here in your embrace, the midnight stars and moon welcome us home......