Nocturne.

There is a soaring in the cool night air
The kind you wait a lifetime for
The dark silence where dreams are shared
And weary hands clasp for the first time

A warm arm holds closer in the faint evening chill
Presents the sum of hopes and aspirations
Soft conversation thundering down hallways of the heart
Echoing timbre to light up the dark

Tell me that we belong together
In the silence of the darkened sky
Conversation by the softly crashing waters of life
Dreams shared in that first meeting of minds

By the poolside some years ago
In the darkened silence of a December night
Two hands clasped in earnest fervour
Slowly separate in the dawning light