She Awaits A Moonlit Serenade

in the dark gentle stillness
in depths of night she waits for me
kind patient loving eternally

in soft warm tendril breezes
she waits for me night after night
she always comes eventually

in chill cold frost winter nights
still she comes by night she waits for me
in ghost lit pale serene beauty

in admiration admire her shape anew
this wonderful feeling experience share intensity
mystery passion is heartfelt endlessly

in nights constant enduring admiration
heart swells in appreciation together or alone
moon whispers sings vespers nocturnally

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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