Night Angel

Night Angel

In my dreams, in moonbeams, I am lonely.
A warm kiss, I do miss,
tender touch…
So I call, through nightfall, past the starlight.
What will come, escape from,
Heaven’s clutch?

Hour’s late, I await, and remember.
Her sweet lips, honey drips,
Candy love…
When I hear, though not near, a note calling.
And I run, midnight’s sun,
lies above…

There I find, green eyes kind, a Night Angel.
Where I swoon, to the tune,
she does sing…
Fore’ the trees, bring their breeze, scents of morning.
And we cry, tis’ goodbye,
they do bring…

Orange sky, I ask why is she fading?
Can she come, after sun,
every day?
Even though, she must go with each sunrise,
I do know wind can’t blow,
dreams away…