Until Morrow Leave’th Them Goodbye
Phoenix Lee Wright 2001
Barest this sword in
Which I hold,
My dearest love,
Not of kingdoms dare
To touch us
But scower the land
In which
This night shall fall
Tonight of all nights,
If any night
Shall ever come to see
The light of day
Fall upon the moon,
So be’th my hand
Upon this royal sun
Shall bring’eth dawn
Upon the world and
Break light within
It's gray.
For it shall be the
Stars until morrow
Leave’th them
Goodbye’s, for thy
Love shall be,
Between you and I.
Bestow thy dying heart,
For it is the heart
In which you seek
It is that in which you
See beyond….
Beyond thy heavens
In your eyes
Thy stolen mornings
Returned to the sky
The softest grace
To be’th love
The simple days
Will fall above
For I would live to
Be the stars,
To hold you close
To you are.
