One night we lingered
face to the moon
cradling in lovers arms

yet ours were
the fires in the sky
shining the night bright.

Clouded the minds
in oblivious thoughts
in vain prayers

aimed at peace
the hands
clung
war signs

Cold of the night,
shotgun and fire,
noise in the sky

yet ours were
the fires in the sky
shining the night bright

One night we lingered
face to the moon
cradling in lovers' arms

knowing the sun
won't follow.