by Elisabeth Mcgrath

Created on: September 18, 2011   Last Updated: April 27, 2012

Come walk with me this magic night
Let a golden moon light our way
As cicada chirps count our steps
And drown the secret words we say.

When words fade out and silence falls
As jasmine breezes cool the land
Time stops running and nature stalls
For moments that the fates had planned.

So whisper softly as we tread
Here on this warm and starry night
Lest angels envy human bliss
And clip our wings to stop our flight.

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