by M. Douglas Hoss
Upon the wings of Beauty’s flight,
Your eyes, your smile so set the night
And travel where such wonders soar
To ever touch my heart's implore.
In Nighttime’s light of moonbeams falling,
My heart and soul are ever calling
Into a moment’s instant sought
Where lies your pleasing love so caught.
Beyond the morrows yet conceived
Lie dreams and hopes of you perceived
Whose beauty reaches my heart so clutched
From a night in passing where our souls once touched.
From:
"From Time To Time" by M. Douglas Hoss
Copyright ©:
2005 by the Western Virginia Foundation for the Arts and Sciences and M. Douglas Hoss
Last updated April 25, 2013