Lover's Moon

Lover’s Moon
　
Bodies entwined under a blanket of stars,
Ordained by a full prairie moon,
Young lovers embrace for tomorrow he’s leaving
And she whispers, “Come back to me soon.”

His first love is the rodeo
And she knows, she understands,
But on lonely nights when the feeling is right
She misses the feel of his hands.

His strong and sinewy body
Presses into her skin.
His need to ride, to rope and be free
Is stronger than her need within.

Friends tell her she should move on
But they just don’t understand
What it means to give your heart away,
Even to a roaming man.

His dark hair brushes against her
Creating a shiver down her spine,
A tear traces its way down her cheek
When he whispers, “Someday you’ll be mine.”

His deep eyes look right through her soul
And his heart beats in tune with hers.
As much as she’d love him to stay
She loves how he looks in his spurs.

She kisses him deep and with passion,
Making love to him all night,
His hands flowing through her hair,
And their bodies just so right.

He’ll be up and gone with the sun,
His only companion his horse,
But she knows as long as she’s true
He’ll be back at the end of his course.

She doesn’t know that his winnings
Are adding up to buy a ring,
The reason he’s riding and roping so much
Is to buy her one nice thing.

She only knows that she loves him
And her cowboy will come home soon,
So their bodies entwine under a blanket of stars,
Ordained by a full prairie moon.