Lovers Moon

It’s a lovers Moon

Watching through the trees

As we walk hand in hand

In the cool night breeze

As we sit beneath the old Oak tree

And gaze into each others eyes

In the distance getting closer

Is the sound of an Owls cries

A kiss is followed by a warm embrace

As passions begin to rise

Then we notice up in the branches

The glowing, staring Owls eyes

As he turns his head to watch us closely

As we make love under the moon

He has a disapproving look

As he hoots his haunting tune

We lay together in harmony

Our thoughts for no one else but we two

Carefully watched by our new found friend

Watched by the Moon in the darkened hue

As passing clouds drift overhead

Moonbeams are breaking through

The eerie trees look threatening

As passionate events still continue

Casting a shadow over us as we make love

But it’s such a wonderful fulfilling time

Then we just lay together for the rest of the night

Enjoying the Moon, the Owl, the moment so sublime