Love should be as simple as a moonlit dance in the meadow.
Meet me in the moonlit meadow, And we will dance under a starry sea, Floating like two fireflies, adrift On the zephyr of passion’s flutter. Cascade with me through the hillside, Your silken tendrils flowing carefree, As the delicate scent of the wisteria takes us, And pearly shadows shimmer gleefully at our feet. Meet me in that moonlit meadow. Listen, as the nighttime whisper of...Read On