By The Light Of The Moon

She bathes in the soft light,
In the cool and quiet night,
As the moon watches her closely from afar,
Like wishes in a fleeting dream,
The aura biers in a desired mien,
With a swoon she's adored by other stars.

He stares at the pale glow,
Gazing from his bedroom window,
Wondering if she’s looking up at the same time,
So he wishes with all his being,
When his self-control is all but fleeing,
That the emotion travel and reach her with a sign.

And the moon gazes back quietly,
Tenderly,
Inspiring their imaginations for each night they are apart,
Fueling their burning and yearning,
Splendidly,
Heightening their expectations deeper into the heart.

I swear by the light of the moon,
This feeling ties me to you,
I pray
Think of me and feel me somewhere inside,
I bare my plight hoping that soon,
This reeling binds me to you,
I say
Sigh my name and I’ll come to you like the tide.