While You Are Mine

In Time we met - one winter night - and the moon shone with a mystic light.

It seemed the world was holding breath - on her way to death

So your adagio - played sweet and low - could grow into a symphony.

Every note played to me sounded clear and fine - in splendid time.

In Time you slept - and every breath - every stillness and each sigh was mine.

I heard the sound of our two hearts - dancing in the dark

Lighter than air - the perfect pair - but it was there I knew that

If the world must pass - so, too, love's gentle flame.

So I'll sing your name - in splendid time

While you are mine.