Pamela Grace

I’ll kiss you in the moonlight

but when our lips part,

don’t fall in love.

I’ll praise you with delicate whispers in your ear

but when the accolades are done,

don’t dream of the future.

I’ll hold you for tonight

but when the morning comes,

don’t reach out your hand.

I’ll whisk you away from the ordinary

but when the adventure is over,

don’t linger at your door with the luggage.

I’ll make you mine just for this little while

but when the moment has passed,

don’t say goodbye.