Reflections in a Moonlit Garden

Ah how far your wings have flown, my love
far beyond the furtherest peak my eyes can see.
T'was only a wrinkle in time
you spent by my side.
Such magic, such magic.

Your perfume still lingers in this garden
you created in my heart,
amongst fragrant gardenias, rose bushes and
layers of jasmine circling the pond,
covered in lotuses crystal waters reflecting the silver glow
of the full moon, God's eye
winking at you, winking at me.

I see you now with my minds eye,
safe and warm in the arms of another love,
in a distant land, a distant garden,
asleep, at peace, lost in visions of
the winged ones, the fairy ones,
soft breaths of magic, a sprinkling of moondust
all across over your serene face.

Remember the first snowfall
that cold, dark winter's night.
Magic in your eyes,wonder in your sigh,
Your hands held mine,
lovers eternal in a moment;
ah how contradictory
the pen of playwright Destiny.

When echoes of your laugh rustle
among the leafy branches of my memory,
how then sweet one, could I let go
one such as you, one such a part of me.

Why bid me farewell, oh lover? You asked.
Why see me depart from your world,
Do I not leave you memories of pain,
torn shards of a heart, all too often broken?

I come not to stop you, or change your mind, I sighed.
My heart compels me to set you forth
on your own journey, your own path,
for love neither possesses nor hides
it frees as you are,
for now, for tomorrow, for evermore.

Your parting whisper of another tomorrow,
still resonates in my ear.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe not ever.
But my love this besotted one shall not forget,
the nectarian glow of that full moon
under which you dream of realms
no man has seen before,
that moon also lights up my reverie.
We glow in the same magic,
we glow with the same light,
Connected by moonbeams,
through space, through time,
We are not apart
ever..