What is it about the moon That I miss so much Hiding in the corners Of the sky Peeking between the shrubbery of the clouds It's no use, bright thing I still see you
With an old secret I sank into her endless eyes Pondering over laws That effected such marvel And leased me to madness Words were melting in my mouth She, refraining her turn of phrase A tear rolled down my cheek Stirring passion's tongue A tear rolled down hers Wielding my soul ablaze I rejoiced in silence Lest i betray my confidence She handled my eyes Spotting my inference I could no longer bear The fruits of my fear I leaned over and touched Her sculptured nails tenderly Freeing my emotion She smiled coyly Sealing my devotion.