The Walk

Cool and crisp was the night,
I first held you tight.
So warm your lips,
so short the night.
Darkness broken only
by a half hidden moon.
Just enough light in your eyes
to see you'd be mine soon.
The warm tender touch
of your hand as we walked,
the secrets revealed to one
and other as we talked.
Telling you my every
thought, dream and fear;
with total honesty,
To you feeling so near.
Seemed as if I had known
you my whole life long,
On that night I knew to
you my heart belonged.
That first night, till early light;
was the beginning of a walk
that continues still.....
                         Tonight.