'Twas evening, the moon set high
he caressed her hand once more
the day had died and it was time for her to enter in
I love you. How can I let you go?
Stay with me the night.
This passion burns
My heart does burst
to see you leave me anew
her dove eyes smiled
into his soul
she calmed his fiery angst
My love. Its true. But this I know-
The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of