New love glows with light

No stopping the simple plan

No stopping to understand

Banked fires no longer banked

 

The man in the moon

Whose white light holds serenity

That opens a place of growth

With respect to the Green Goddess

 

Not bothered by opinion

Before the gallant soldier

Finishes in golden light

And counts upon his mark

 

Candid words don’t count

In the dim-lit arc of doorway

When lovers feel passion raw

And broadcast it to the world

 

New love glows with light

No stopping the simple plan

No stopping to understand

Banked fires no longer banked

 

They look to the future for their gold

Waiting for the aural fullness

Pacing the growth of their fires

In the blindness of true love.

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