It sits so gently in the sky,
looking down at me and saying,
“I care about you, my friend;
I am missing you, my lover.”
A million voices call to it —
the moon, but still so silent, and alone…
“I am something for you, everything for you;
look at me, and weave your dreams.
I am into you, without a clue —
don’t look away, I hold dreams for you.”
I hope not to rule, but as a friend, to help you —
the moon, but still so fascinating, so thrilling…
“I am far away from you in distance,
but I am there, inside your heart;
your lover asks me to care for you,
and you ask me to look out for her.
I am the keeper of souls — for them” —
the moon, shining slyly with the sun’s light…
“I am love, and a vampire’s temple;
I hold the depth of the sea, the plains of darkness.
I owe a favor to repay — a dark night of eclipse,
to live one endless night, and lay down all my pride,
looking for a place to face my loneliness” —
the moon, the high sky’s hope of harness…