a cold night thats all <br />i need. <br />for its the kind <br />youll be there. <br />to warm me. <br />while we sit out <br />in the dew cool <br />grass. <br />while the <br />chilled moon <br />watches us, as the <br />world turns by. <br />the grass sways in the <br />coldness of the darkened <br />night, the wind growing stronger <br />in the ghostly wails of the howling <br />wind. <br />the thickend grass <br />sways up against us, <br />as we stair in eachothers eyes. <br />woundering what the other may think. <br />A cold night, for true lovers lost <br />hearts, could it bring me and thy together? <br />or shall be lost in this loveless weather..<br /><br />Morgan Evans<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cold-night-for-true-lovers-lost-hearts/
