I tell the moon about you,
In whispers, when the night is true,
I share with lunar ears so bright,
The secrets of my heart's delight.
I speak of laughter, tears, and sighs,
Of moments we shared 'neath sunny skies,
I tell the moon of your gentle touch,
And how my soul feels when you're too much.
The moon, a glowing crescent shape,
Listens closely, a silent, lunar escape,
She knows my heart, its deepest pain,
And whispers back, a gentle, lunar refrain.
In her pale light, I see your face,
A vision of beauty, a wondrous, sacred space,
I tell the moon about you, and she,
Smiles down upon us, a benevolent, lunar sea.