Midnight Sun

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, warmer than

the summer night

The clouds were like an alabaster palace rising to a

snowy height.

Each star its own aurora borealis, suddenly you held me

tight

I could see the Midnight Sun.

I can't explain the silver rain that found me--or was

that a moonlit veil?

The music of the universe around me, or was that a

nightingale?

And then your arms miraculously found me,suddenly the sky

turned pale,

I could see the Midnight Sun.

Was there such a night, it's a thrill I still don't quite

believe,

But after you were gone, there was still some stardust on

my sleeve.

The flame of it may dwindle to an ember, and the stars

forget to shine,

And we may see the meadow in December, icy white and

crystalline,

But oh my darling always I'll remember when your lips

were close to mine,

And we saw the Midnight Sun.