A great mystery

Why do you call to meWith a scent of honeysuckleAnd warm willowI felt you long nights agoWatching the stars wheelYou crouched beside meWhile deer filed pastWarmed me in the deep grassFollowing me into ancient woodsAll so you could sing to me in the sigh of treesrevel...

Wander

I wander in moonlightSilver beams streaming betweenBoughs of oak and pinePicking dreams among the starsA shadow between daysWaking to a sunrise full of promise