By The Red Moss Rosebush

By the red moss rosebush with a lantern-lit come to me I'll paint you another world with words whispered in the breeze. With gems and not just gnats and bees you'll daub and scent the garden with honeysuckle, that'll only be deciphered at night by starlight. Together, we'll drop to our knees. and when this summer leaves like a dancer on a moonlit lawn I'll gather you up and mourn the hour you'll see. Oh, and listening to the nightingale singing Lost and Forlorn I'll hear your footsteps leaving back of a Zephyr looking just the same. Darling, my heart is a helium-balloon. Darling, let the red moss rose fade. But darling, I'll still have you. A rising star in heaven on the next -spring-morning to save. Sure, as tomorrow will come. There'll be other evenings like this one to come along.