By Mark W Smith

Beauty glowing, glorious aspect
Precious as a priceless jewel
Senses mesmerised by blissful tangency
Forlorn when absence distorts the truth

Deep inside,
Beyond the surface breached
A soul as pure as virgin snow breathes

Passion so resolutely borne
Love; with an intensity
It burns the skin

Priveleged souls, such as I
Bask in it’s gleaming light
Warmed by the radiance of a smile

Oh moon; you have captured my heart perpetual
Pray it is never let from your grasp