I see Luna waltz across the sky,
But long to see her dance in your eye.
I smell the Spring blossoms in the air,
Await the hour to breathe it from your hair,
I feel the cool breeze across my face,
Dream of the day your warm whisper’s in its place.
I hear the sweet songs of Erato,
The rhythm of our hearts sets the tempo.
I taste the pleasures of simple truths,
And wish to share them with you.
Share them with you forever…
Heart to Heart…
©April 23, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic