Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Love-Struck Somewhere Between the Sun and the Moon


I.  There is no sun or moon when I'm without you,
    My life just seems to pause.
    Time loses all of its meaning
    And your love is the cause.

    Each second stretches onward, ever outward
    Into infinity.
    The wait is so agonizing
    'Til you return to me.

II.  How dare the sun and moon try to outshine you
      With their obnoxious light.
      I would gladly sacrifice them
      And live in endless night.

    Your beauty glows eternal, everlasting.
     Its warmth keeps me alive.
    As long as you are beside me,
    I know I will survive.

III.  I'd gift you the sun and moon, if I could;
       It would be a pleasure.
      Yet your true love is worth far more,
      Precious beyond measure.

      Not silver, nor gold, or even diamond gem
      Can equal your pure heart.
      No one could afford to buy you,
      A unique work of art.
IV.  Look at the sun and moon, so high above us.
       There, we will build our home,
       Rivaling Kubla's Xanadu
       His fabled pleasuredome.

       A castle hidden between the clouds and sky,
       A manor house so grand,
       But nowhere will be happier
       Then where I hold your hand.

V.  Only the sun and moon can know the future
      And what tomorrow brings.
      Yet I doubt that they would tell us
      About such mundane things.

      If I have need to know what will be our fate,
      I look into your eyes.
      There, I will see our destiny.
      It comes as no surprise.

VI. The mighty sun and moon cannot control my thoughts
       Or what mood I am in,
       But all my emotions crumble
       At the sight of your grin.

       It makes me laugh, and can dry up all my tears.
       It dispels all the rage,
       All the madness will fade away.
       I fly free from my cage.

VII.  You are my sun and moon, my bright shining star.
         You are the world to me.
         Yet you don't even know my name.
         It's such a tragedy.
      
         Just give me this moment, one glorious try,
         A last chance, then I'm done,
         Under the mysterious light
         Of the moon and the sun.

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