Written in memory.

Written in memory.

Captured in hearts.

Stored in the meaning

We give to our lives.

Hidden in shadows,

Behind closed curtains.

To keep out the night,

When strangers meet,

And come to know,

Love.

In the quiet

Mood of evening,

In the dancing of days.

In fleeting moments

That long to hold us,

Love.

A touch on the arm

As she walks by,

You are even surprised,

By the look in her eyes,

Caught in a glance,

Or in reflection,

What is she thinking?

No more deception,

Love.

In the harvest moon

In all its glory,

Shining down for all

To find their way.

In the quiet time,

At the breaking

Of the morning,

Finding time

To brush the night away.

And to welcome her,

Into the world,

Love.