Such a distance they own; that earth, that sun, that moon.
Such a love they own; that one, those two.
Such a love is it that it is; that one, so true.
Bright and glorious, it flies so far above us; that one, from me, to you.
Our eclipses come sooner, then later; that one, it's you.
Such a brilliance it gleams, radiating sunbeams; that one, from you.
They reach as far as it seems; this space, I'm through.
They tear away these walls, and pierce the darkness of these halls; my love, for you.
They breath into us a life anew; that love, for you.
They shine forward, gleaming outward; our love, so true.
We burn into the sky, a star, a light, a question why; so pure, it's true.
A constellation, a revolution; I give this world, to you.
A new work of art, to you I impart; my ink, you use.
I write this for you. My love, dear moon.