Candlelit Nights

You come to me bathed in candlelight

From my desk where I sit and write

We waltz to Englebert the whole night through

You are in my dreams too

My pillow is a witness

Writing you down for posterity

Is something I strive to do

For you are a friend in need

As well as my muse

Someday soon I shall

Pen a poem that

Does justice to you

Until that time comes

These few lines

Are all I've got to give to you

The Bilge Master