As i lay under the stars, and question what lies in the future,
I hear your voice and stop to ponder,
Upon the present which lays barren in front of me;and though it seems that moments pass by,you make time stay still, and entwine me in your gentle yet fatal smile,
And though i know that you are promised to lands beyond the hills,i bask in the momentuous
Thrill,
You are special,unlike the rest ,you have an air of pride,
And though your words may hurt my heart, i want you by my side . Oh gentle angel wild; having seen your steady gait the age itself hath smiled.