the moon and i share long looks through the night
like lovers out with friends gaze from across the club
flirting in the opaque light, a wink here and there
she waxes and i wane until we both are full
the soft summers breeze carries my secrets to her
she is the moon, and she pulls me to her gently
then pushes me away…in and out…over and over
i’m in love with the moon, and it must be this way