The nights held an enchanting spell on us. Cradling us in its arms. From under the stars and the moon full of blue. Between the slightest breeze and the warmth of the sheets our heart grew and entwined. Looking back as if I were opening up a sliver box and seeing a trinket so frail... There... then.... now... you always been. By candle light your soft warm embrace protecting me from harm, My soul slipped heavily into your threads as you sewed the fabric of our lives.