listening to the cool white moon
as it pierces the dusk light
of the gray still woods
now stirring, investigating
prove to no one your existence
what promise the night holds
release the energy of countless scores
who have gazed upon your timeless
mock face of understanding
in quest of answers to aged dilemma
your pensive face watches me now
seeming to relay some message
behind your optimistic eyes, i sense foreboding
moonbeams, corrupted sunbeams
what effect have you on my life?
true loneliness, sullen isolation
in defiance, control the seas!
our outstretched arms yearn to possess
to hold your pale beauty close
the pleasure effortlessly, endlessly denied.