Real Love

If I needed to capture your heart, To ensure we never part, Now would never be too soon, For counting on the moon... I've had more cries then good sleep, And my heart and soul to keep, So pounding with emotion deep, I seemed destined more to weep If love could be captured in the stars, I'd own Venus and Mars, And comets would come at my will, For eternity and up to the point until I should tire of starlight at night, And even the lovely moonlight, My heart again tethered, To yours and mine so entwined, Love to last past when we last dined, I'd take my roap, And I do swear, I'd lasso the moon, For us to share, Enough left to highlight your hair The moon would be ours to keep, be us awake, or be us asleep, Need be, I'd rope the moon again, Climbing up to it once more, This time to strain quite in vain, I'd have shimmied up that rope, Hoping you could cope, By my slow way up to you For my love to prove is true.