Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 19, 2015

Under Its Spell~by Norman Wilson



Under Its Spell

Can you not see everything I see
Beyond the running stream of stars
Where change comes ever near
For her then for me not too far

We strolled under the moon’s smile
Guided by the brightest dream
Where I plucked a star from sky-bright
As our love merged within the stream

We walked together for just awhile
As I placed the star on her finger finally
Where dreams bloomed like roses red
As the moon looked down on us kindly

We were darkness without our starlight
Strolling with blind wide eyes
Until the heaven opened up outside
As our dreams could no longer subside

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