~Moondance
As the leaves change from Green to Gold,
Don’t make me wait until I am Old.
I need you now, to have and to hold.
The Moon follows the Sun on an Eternal Chase,
Never to feel the warmth of that Special Embrace.
Tears freely fall down on His Silvery Face.
The Air turns brisk and then it turns Cold.
I’m a helpless Romantic, or so I am told.
My Love’s not for sale, it can not be sold.
The whole World watches the dance across the Sky.
A Romantic tragedy that can make a grown man Cry.
The one Eternal truth is that you are born, then you Die.
Tides rise and fall in response to Passions call.
The seasons change as Summer into Fall.
To find the Love of my Life I must give it my All.
Watching the Sun drop from its perch on high,
I feel the wind on my face as it passes on by.
Upon the wings of Eagles I wish I could fly.
The Moon slowly rises to Lovers delight,
The sky slowly changes from Dusk into Night.
I marvel at the Heavens, what a beautiful sight.
My Heart still seeks you as the World slowly turns.
As hot as the Sun my passion still burns.
Until I find you, I shall wait our turn.
~Leland Vance
Written tonight after watching the sun set. 7/11/2011
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