By Edwin Shawn Boutz

Swirling winds of winter night
Bring stardust and lovers' dreams,
That shows a paradise of delight
Where flowers line the streams
And mountain tops are snowy white.

My lover's beautiful reflection
Shines on the quiet lake,
Filling my heart with desiring affection
As all the lights of my soul awake
Upon seeing my lover's perfection.

Sorrowfully the moon is dying,
Clutching in a fight from its height
As the burning sun comes flying
Ending my sweet delight,
Leaving the nightly love crying.

Submitted By timeless

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