The moon, so bright
In the midnight sky
It's soft glow
Kissing my eyes
Touching my skin
Whispering in my ear
Listen .......
"Do you love me?" it whispers
"Yes, always." I reply
Trees sway and the wind blows
Carrying my voice across the night
The moon hides behind pillowy clouds
Never hearing my confession
I wait and wait and wait
But no, the moon never shows his face
Maybe he fears my confession
Or
Maybe he just teases my heart
And watches me suffer from his pedestal
Written by MyGrl