Moonlight Lover

Moonlight called to her as she rode her golden horse.
Along the shoreline she trotted, my heart had no remorse.
We sat together as the sea breeze blew her horse's mane.
In the warmth of the evening we were caught in love the same.
I took her hand and led her to the salty sea.
Her golden horse and special ways were all too beautiful to me.
We etched our names in the sand as the waves came crashing in.
Moonlight was beckoning and we said a prayer for sin.
It is this night she shines with all her glorious power.
The time for love is upon us, the sea breeze's midnight hour.