May the moon carry my heart to you tonight. I cannot write the words from my heart for I only wish to speak those words to you. Listen to the moon for she knows my heart well. She hears me whisper to you every night just like tonight, as I drift away to dreams.  

At Love’s Coming

Like some weed-tangled forest pool, Unsunned, forgotten, grey, So fared my shadowed fate before Yon came your shining way. Now, as a Dryad’s mirrored face Alight flush those waters dim, Your coming floods my waiting life With beauty to the brim; And I would shine the wonder back Till all sad eyes should know Your […]