PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

As the evening breeze waves across the open meadow,
and the last song bird beds down for the night, my thoughts
turn to you. When the evening's crickets began to play
there song for the stars, my thoughts turn to you.
As I lie lost in deep thoughts of nights past and nights
yet to come, My thoughts turn to you. And I wonder what
you are thinking and if you are looking up at
the night's present, its heavenly mystery, as I lie here
in a state of wonder, My thoughts turn to you.
I share a light grin thinking that how foolish the night's
beauty is, trying in vain to outshine the brightest
and most beautiful star which you hold in your eyes,
my grin turns into a smile thinking how jealous you make
the stars, for now the night's courters no longer play
for them, now they play for you. As I drift away to dream,
my thoughts turn to you. I awake from the warm touch
of the morning sun upon my face, and smell the light
morning dew and once again, my thoughts turn to you.