this i know,
there is one who captures me,
for an age,
i stared at the heart of the moon.
rise and fall,
rise and fall.

i close my eyes
i wish for freedom
when i open my eyes
i found myself asleep.

the emptiness of my eyes the memories of moonlight
whispers seductively.
worlds away
worlds away
worlds away.

trying to forget i looked in the heart of each perfect star
each so full of myriad wonders of their own.
but in the night one cannot deny her,
there can be no shadows without her defining light.

my life became a dream as it sank into the void of
the fantasy i constructed from her intangible attributes
from which i awoke
i had to again learn to see.

she is cold,
she does not have the power to sustain my life,
upon her i would die.

love non absolute love.
love imperfect love.
love non absolute love.
love imperfect love.

That inner closeness
the mutual respect
the power of trust
the thunder of laughter shared words,
we are the same, we are so different.

i dared not look at her speak to her but i did.
i dared not look at her speak to her but i did.

fact's a fact, man was not meant for the moon,
this one fear, it was like an open wound.

We are so close,
the distance between us is a kiss,
a kiss that does not exist,
a soft gentle petal flying on the wild wings of the wind.
a single petal from the violent grace of the flower of woe.
may we all vomit at the stench of its perfume.