We sat beneath a silver moon the night we kissed
the gentle ocean mist weaving through your hair
when your silken lips touched mine
was the day it seems
that I was born
Never will I forget how we held hands
both of us trembling
both of us scared
the scent of your cinnamon skin
the warmth of your voice
for me was heaven
Our hearts basking in the summer wind
as embers of an ancient fire
warming the souls of all who knew
of our love
Never will I forget your smile
both of us so vulnerable
both of us unsure
of this intoxicating place
this place called love
You are always in my heart . . .
For Adrianna
