Moon Spirit She was born On a cold winter morn. Though the sun would appear soon She was born beneath the moon. Some say within the moon she dwells, Others say she can cast an evil spell. But no-one really knows this lady, She's starlight... she's a spirit maybe. If you close your eyes at night She will come to you in the moonlight. You'll feel the softness of her skin As her heart finds its way within. She has a way to make you soar And you'll feel your senses roar. She can set your heart on fire And fill you with desire. She's an angel... she is lustful She is innocent... she's distrustful She's a puff of smoke... she's your biggest sin She'll tease and caress you and then... the love begins Just when you think you know her face She disappears to another place. But when the moon is bright she will return And once again the fire will burn. Hold her tight if you ever get the chance. Love her with all your might... enjoy the dance. It may not last forever but you'll not regret And the passion you never will forget. When you see the moon...you'll see her eyes If you listen... she'll speak no lies. She will come to you if you believe And once inside your heart... she'll never leave. Jo Murray Poetry and Page were created with Love by Joanne/GabbiAsh July 11, 2003 You are listening to "Moonlight Serenade" by Santo and Johnny Please buy their CD's to hear more Joanne in Dreamland© Feel free to send any of my pages but please send them as they were made To remove anything constitutes copyright infringement. If you'd like to use any of my poetry in your e-mail or e-zines Please write me for permission Thank You Floater java script courtesy of Kurt Grigg.