You and Me and Nature makes 3

Missing my love, my thoughts of you

If i looked up at the moon
and thought of you
would you see the same thing
and know i am true?

As I gaze at these flower
and then with a smile
thought of you fondly
but for only a while.

While grooming the horses
with brush firm in hand
I stroke their bodies with you in mind
a gentle breeze blows the hair at my neck
And i swear it was you, just giving me a peck

Your warm gentle lips
so soft and so smooth
inviting my kiss
not wanting to move

I miss you my darling.