Be signed in gold letters
And stamped with a kiss
My morning, fair maiden
Without you, a miss

Through many, enduring
Some morrows too fast
But when I was with you
The moon comes to pass

I wish we were borrowed
From heaven’s cloud shore
I’d willingly kept you
But god wanted more

And though I will miss you
The stories I share
Still revel remembrance
No smiles compare

I wait for the day when
We travel as one
Bring with us the sunlight
From where we’d begun

As any man’s treasure
Would dull next to mine
Though you are a memory
Your impact divine

My family would wonder
Those moments I ran
From cruel expectation
By cramped camper van

I’d tell you to whistle
And think of me near
Until my arrival
To save you, my dear

I’d call you my lover
But you were my all
Those forests, they witnessed
The boulders recall

The eve of confession
You knew I adored
I’d have you my lady
If I’d be your lord

Though time make me weary
And may I dismay
I think of you dearly
And happy I lay

Nostalgia may find me
Warm nights ‘tween my ears
I’ll still think you lovely
No matter the years

The moss brings me back to innocent times. Those times when nothing could hurt me but visit un-shared. I think it's time to take that strength back!
The moss brings me back to innocent times. Those times when nothing could hurt me but visit un-shared. I think it’s time to take that strength back!

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