Two Lovers

By moonlight glow your soft caress

Will chase away my loneliness.

Your gentle kiss upon my skin

Will touch my soul as we begin.

I speak your name, so soft and low,

Passion builds and begins to flow.

You cling to me, I hold you tight,

Making love as our souls unite.

In time, this moment stands so still.

Of Love's sweet wine we drink our fill.

For a moment, we rest, and then

With just a touch, begin again.

Paul Allen Rice