ITS A SIGN

Never where is a troubled mind
Your strength has brought great peace to my restless body
Your prowess takes me places unimagined
As I sigh in fulfilment
The rising moon climaxes our love den
Under the cool November skies
We count the falling stars
As though we count our love
Away from civilisation
Our heart beats in unison
The cool winds sings ballads of love
From the demented desk of Darles Chickens