I See The Moon Lulling By . . .

I see the moon lulling by
in the wind,
Musical love songs
with lights growing dim,
I hear your voice through the
sound of the wind,
Humming our love song
together we sing.
Come to my arms
to sing a song of love,
To bind our hearts on the
wings of a dove,
Like two white doves
light and pure as the snow,
Dancing together in love
we will grow,
Together we'll dance
to the end of the world
Dance to the sound
of the song of the wind.

by Yolanda A. Seibert

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