It Was In The Still Of The Night
It was in the still of the night
In the dark early hours of the morn
In the distance came the soft serenade of the surf
As moonlight filtered through the curtains
Shedding light upon your face
As you softly sighed and turned towards me
Wrapped your arms around me, settled in your sleep
As you lay contented in my embrace
I gazed down upon your peaceful face
Your expression relaxed, calm and serene
The warm softness of your body, molded against mine
It was in the still of the night
In the dark early hours of the morn
As the distant surf sang its soft serenade
That I fell in love, again, with you
Written for my wife, Oct. '01
Must be getting a bit soppy in my old age...
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