SILVER STREAM ..............

my second one ...... well, the setting is of a man sitting in a garden beside a lake waiting for his love ..........

SILVER STREAM ..............

As the moon rises
a desire too comes aside,
in the silver light ever
i am your faithful sky;
don't hide, don't leave
in every second lost,
your thought's are with me
forever to embrace.

The light scatters in peace;
but i am here to decide
are you the soothing water,
or rock beneath.
In the soft caress
a pain rushes in dark,
but i am unable to decide
are you the thorn,
or the rose it loves.
In all the years passed
you are still the little girl
but the heart never holds
of what you want to say
for even the nectar
has it's own scorns ......

The roses dance in the mild shower
of what is brought in the springs breeze
is there a flower dancing;
which doesn't want the drops to fall.
just turn once for the look,
is there a chance to taste the nectar
for there is no words still
remove the veil;
for even the clouds are passing.


As you rise in the wind apart
skin bathed in the moonlight above
the desires take me in
In the hour of silence i know
it's not for me to decide
of what a woman is
what you are one may never know
all i see in the haze
is all i want and more

As the distance parts in the night
and the eyes meet
there is no time for words
as love says it all
as the eyes droop in silent wispher
even the roses blush ..........................