I sit here, writing love poems for. you
on the dark side of the moon.
its silence  is a muse to me
But I will come back home  to you soon.

Looking out into the vastness of space.
it's hard to understand
how many trillion stars exist.
more than every grain of sand.

Looking down upon the earth below
Now just a spinning speck in the sky
I can see our tiny house
Where we shall live until we die.

Together we exist there within our tiny life
But we are so happy you and I.
Out here all the spangled stars
are so lonely it makes me cry.

For we two are man and wife
Two tiny little specks that love
And the warmth of you fills my heart
Even from so very far above

Maybe we don't count for much
In the universe of time and space.
But all its wonders that I have seen
Will pale,
when I come home again
and see your face.