WHEN HER MOONLIGHT,
SHONE FROM WITHIN,
AND MY HEART WENT,
GONE WITH THE WIND,
OH MY HEART SHE DOES DELIGHT,
MINE ALL MINE,
AND WHEN THE DEW DROPS,
FLOWED ON MY SKIN,
NOT A SINGLE THOUGHT,
ERUPTED IN MY MIND,
MINE ALL MINE,
AND NOW STARE,
INTO HER EYES,
AND AT HER LIPS,
THAT ONCE TOLD ME SHES MINE,
AND HAVE NO DOUBT,
AND NO FEAR,
THAT IT WAS MORE THAN LOVE,
THAT BROUGHT ME TO HER HERE.

The moons light,
It cannot be described,
It cannot be put into words,
Or carved into stone,
For sometimes the most beautiful things,
Are that which remain unknown.

The quiet summer breeze,
Has sworn to reach me,
The blissful morning birds,
Have promised to sing for me,
The stars have said,
That they'll forever shine on me,
But the dark has overtaken,
Their measly pleas,
The sweet breeze has vanished,
Leaving sickness in the air,
The birds have migrated,
Distracted by meaningless cares,
The stars have been silenced,
Distraught by their own affairs,
And so I find myself alone,
And so at the moon I stare.

The moon will never know how beautifully she shines,
She will never see her complete beauty,
Unless she views herself in my eyes,
Scattering her precious moonlight against a pond,
The little fishes gaze in awe,
The birds no longer sing nor tweet,
Instead they sit, observing this great, marvellous feat,
The moon is all that I love and all of my cares,
The moon so graceful so pure
I can't help but stare.

My moon she seems so far away,
As her dim light catches my gaze,
Shining down on me from above,
And remaining here long after i am gone,
I hope that all those I love,
Can see the Moon for who she really is,
A peaceful, calming sphere of light,
Shining and shining,
All throughout the night,
So as long as i live,
And until I die,
I have sworn to love my moon,
With all of my might.

A pretty glowing flower,
Just like her pretty glowing soul
For past what i remember,
My flower shone through it all,
She illuminated light
She gave me peace of mind,
But over time i started to forget,
That my flower wasn't really mine,
For others saw her beauty,
And flocked around to see,
And i was pushed towards the dark,
They took my flower from me,
But now i have learnt,
To love my flower with others,
Although i swear,
No one else could see her as i,
For i love her for more than her beauty,
I love her for her smile,
I hate to see sadness,
Fill her precious, precious eyes,
I hate to see her hurt,
I love to see her shine,
I love when she encompasses me,
I love when she's all around,
But now i know that she must leave,
Without her i'd rather drown,
You were my flower,
A beautiful flower of mine,
I love you with everything in me,
I hope our ruin wont be time.

She's pretty pretty
Don't you think so?
But of course,
Who else could realise,
Who else could notice her glow,
So while all of humanity lays dozing,
And while the birds lay silenced by the breeze,
Observe dear observer,
Seek that which you Seek,
Tilt your head up to the midnight canvas,
And speak to me,
I lay still and shining,
Beaming lights of moon,
Glowing and spinning and laughing,
As the stars whisper to me,
Writing and scribing,
Putting meaningless thoughts into words,
Look quick before the sun comes out,
For I shall have to bid farewell to thee.