Mon beau ami Delhian

In the moonbeam

through the window

to my heart,

he captures my tears

 

On this darkest of night

of life’s woes

he turns my face to my fears

 

And as the wind whispers

secretly

His voice that I know

reaches my ears

My spirit is soothed

my once stagnant emotions

now flow

because he cares

 

And he will remain:

the promise,

that first beautiful kiss,

the forever moment

of bliss,

my moonbeam,

the one whose face

I see in my dreams

 

My one true love

that will always be

the very breath of life

that has

re awakened me

 

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