...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... 
THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS

NEW STRANGERS GARDENS
(where I come when inspired by people I just met or people I don't know)


brushed by your glance, I am frozen
yet filled with a burning desire
the stillness of silent obeisance
hungrily consumed by your fire

star of my night
you've become the one
I look up to find

dark of the night
you've become my sun
enlightening my mind

beauty sublime
resonant suppliant
melting was never more kind

love of my night
my hearts new occupant
eyes until now have been blind

light of my night
you bring bliss to my soul
enrapture my heart
and peace to my mind

wrapped in your trance, I'm tranquil
yet bursting with blithe energy
the sudden anticipation
ravenous for ecstasy

awaiting your word
awaiting your sign
awaiting the cause
that makes you mine
awaiting your command
that is the bottom line
whatever you want is yours
grant we divine

star of my night
you've become the one
I look up to find

dark of the night
you've become my sun
enlightening my mind

beauty sublime
resonant suppliant
melting was never more kind

love of my night
my hearts new occupant
eyes until now have been blind

light of my night
you bring bliss to my soul
enrapture my heart
and peace to my mind




Star Of My Night
(Nocturn)

Ric Candor    ©2002



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