A star in the sky, the moon is full
A tear in my eye; I feel her pull
When she rises my heart is in tune
Itinerant moon her energy grows
The swell of the tide, the thrill of the ride
Beckons me on to be by her side
Sometimes the thrill is too much to bear
She is high in the sky I want to be there
At one with the moon, I can’t let her go
As days go by the moon she must die
Sinking into emotionless sea
Waiting for rebirth, tied to the Earth
I die a little each time she is low
Next time she will take me ....
Next time I will go

let me lay a kiss upon your temple

count your freckles, soft skin so simple

mere separation cannot keep us apart
for your voice is in the song of every bird
your warmth in every  beat of my heart

The thing about us—
Not a lot has to be said
For a lot to be felt