I found my lover midnight rare A-walking upon the Moon Gazing at the sky of stars And hunting blades of blue
A garden hiding colored hearts Would never grow too soon Would never wear thin its love Or come crashing into view
And by a tree (I know not which) I saw you counting leaves I asked you for some time to share And we strolled across the breeze
I found my lover midnight there Smiling on that late spring eve We sailed across a sigh of stars And made our hearts to keep
3/30/22
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