Crescent Moon
wrapped up in my own world
didn't see the smoke
until the flames unfurled
hypnotized, shadowed in mist
realized that the face in my mind
didn't match the one i kissed
brilliant shooting stars
a real love or a temporary cure
to heal invisible scars
lost in the fog, travel slow
what i really wanted
before i move, had to know
the rising sun, so hard to miss
must have had me blinded
not to notice beauty such as this
afraid of the mixed signals i would send
i wanted a lover
did she just want a friend?
no more staring at the clouds
so sure of myself now,
but what of her
does she have secret doubts?
oh, crescent moon, i look into the night
and i see you shine
i long for the day that i could erase the miles
and make you mine....
Rob Pierce
