With love, caress to sway
I would love,
The infinite love of your soul,
To feel this,
When I gaze,
At the beauty of your hem,
In the velvet,
of its stillness,
Its as if gazing,
With fondness, at the midnight moon,
With a sublime,
And reverent,
gregarious love,
And when it sways, uniquely,
With its sweet rhythms,
And caress of your love,
And beauty,
Clouds spread like waltz,
With our moo
