The Leafy Glade.
Deep within a secret place,
Hidden from all eyes,
Two lovers meet, the angels weep,
As they realise in surprise.
They will never know perfection
Of a communion such as this,
So they steal into the heavens,
With the memory of their kiss.
They meet with such intensity,
Underneath the moon,
Their connection made upon the wind,
The sun rises all too soon.
There is no need for discourse,
As they soothe...
Hidden from all eyes,
Two lovers meet, the angels weep,
As they realise in surprise.
They will never know perfection
Of a communion such as this,
So they steal into the heavens,
With the memory of their kiss.
They meet with such intensity,
Underneath the moon,
Their connection made upon the wind,
The sun rises all too soon.
There is no need for discourse,
As they soothe...