Celtic Lace/Moon

©2000 Don Henderson

In the midnight's
darkness silence speaks.
In the vast emptiness of night
It makes dreams as lovers sleep.
The love was nearly lost under duress
Passionate feelings almost disposessed.
I'll pray that unlike in your waking hours,
I never hurt or harm you in your dreams
No reoccuring nightmares to play out in
all too endless mellow dramatic scenes.
As I watch you inside a wishful dream,
My hope is that you can forgive me.
I seek redemption for all wrongs
in the full moons brightness
Your peaceful breathing
is the only song.


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