Our hearts become heavy as the wait begins our tears cleanse our soul

Little angels above delivering magic and dreams

at night when all asleep; the spirits dance in the moonlight

silence in the dark;seduction of the night

hidden desires in the soul; unleashed by the moonlight

in the night; when all is still that one unknown sound is heard, the sound of one’s own reality

like the dark of the night; has your heart and soul become

Sweet serenity; the love and magic of two souls forever intertwined

Even the littlest angel can be heard