Amelia

Come dance with me Amelia, before your Parents wake,
Let us take that courageous step, down by Tranquility Lake,
We have our bold hands and warm hearts, ready to caress us,
We can talk of dreams and nightmares and let the Moon bless us,

We can laugh and wonder if this tortured world will survive,
Perhaps this is the dark time when Love is barely alive,
We can find it anew and fly like birds upon the wing,
Let us go where our Love and our Joy is everything.

The Moon pales in your soft beauty Amelia fare,
Nothing that Nature can do is as divine as you there,
We can slow dance or Waltz whatever your heart desires,
We could call on the forest twigs to lend us their fires.

We must hurry for the sad day will be born again soon,
Sadly we cannot depend on the calm grace of the Moon,
So come close to me Amelia and hold me in bliss,
Before your Father comes I would dare to steal a kiss.

Amelia! A wayward girl is a Father’s great shame,
Amelia! come inside now before I curse your name.