I am absent from heavens table
For I miss my love.
Compassion from an angel
Helped me slide down a moonbeam,
To visit your lonely heart.
As you sleep, I am with you my darling
The warmth of my love
Creating a fire in your memory
Where we can sit and talk.
In the glow of embers love
In this realm we can feel love once again
Let us dance above these flames of desire
You In your prom dress and me in youths blush
Once again I can hear your whispers
Your hidden messages concealed on the breeze
Listened to by inquisitive angels
Envious of our love.
Your words seeding my lonely soul
With dreams for eternity to keep
Tonight the moon smiles for you and me
For she too remembers
The tears of joy from our first kiss
Slowly running down both our cheeks
Like Dew made from some holy mist.
Loves was our then and time our friend,
We never saw the hour glass empty.
But pain did not hurt, for your face was always with me
And love cannot be killed by time
For our love will endure
And heaven has dreams for us,
Though angels know my pain
The last moonbeams are fading
And mortal time is slipping through my fingers
So a secret promise, I now plant
For your soul to cherish
Wrapped in love
To dwell in the recess of your mind
To be opened when angels call
For our prom date, is not yet over
The Music will play on
My love will be waiting at the table
Waiting for your hand
To dance once again, under a smiling moon,
Till dawn whisks us away into the mists of time
To spend another life amongst the angels
And no more will I miss you
My one true love.
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