The Lover's Dance

Bishop

Come with me, my lovely, as we start The Lover's Dance.
Take hold of my hand, and rise up with me.
Our wings spread wide, and our passions laid bare.
Higher we soar, with each heated breath.
And upon the clouds we sit, looking over our kingdom below.
Me upon you, for we have begun The Lover's Dance.
Words never spoken, yet images abound
Time does not hold us here, so we dance without a care
And all that you have dreamed, shines brightly into reality
Then once we are done, we embrace with just one thought
That we have entered the garden, and planted a tree