Come close,

                                                Come close to me.

                                   Hold me close and coax me along.

                                                    We can walk

                                          This weathered old path

                                                      Together.

                                              The crescent moon

                                                    High above

                                             Shines her approval.  

                                                  Hold my hand,

                                              If I should stumble,

                                             For the path is rough

                                               And I am shoeless.

                                         Take me up in your arms,

                                              Make my face blush.

                             Wrap yourself around me as swaddling

                                       And whisper honeysuckle

                                                     In my ear.

                                                I am breathless,

                                   My heart pounding out Morse code. 

                                       Let your lips melt on mine,

                                        Butterscotch on my tongue.

                                            Sing me a love song,

                                            Play me a new tune,

                                             Pour us a tall one.

                                          This could last all night.

                                    Mlea 6/2009