"Wild Moon Child is what he called me. Saying... My smile could light up that of the world in total darkness. Upon reaching up to caress my face in endearment ~ He stared almost seductively into my eyes. Your eyes... Your Emerald Green eyes ~ They tell me stories... Of places ~ Of spaces in time. Please don't turn away. Let me speak from this Noble heart of mine Allow me to raise my silver goblet of Crimson wine~ To your divine lips... So you may take a sip. Your red hair... Says a lot about the Woman you are I sense your intense fiery passion... That is locked away deep inside of thee heart. Where you control all of your raw emotions... Deep emotions ~ That come out in the form Of your dreams. While You sleep calmly and peaceful through the night. I see you too... In my dreams of plenty. Diversity plays such a big role~ For I see you... Dancing upon the shimmering beam of the moon. Before disappearing to places unknown. Now you have allowed me time to... Speak~ I bid you farewell .... And may you find everything that you seek My sweet Irish maiden of the sea" © 2007 Velvet Mist (All rights reserved) 57 Elements & 11 Papers. PERSONAL USE ONLY. Not All Shown.