Silver Moon
Stunning silver moon of lambent light I see,
each night you listen to my fervent plea...
You must wonder when will my sorrow end.
On your indulgent patience I've come to depend.
I watch as shadowed clouds veil your eyes,
as if you play hide and seek, wearing a disguise.
Often, I fall asleep, dreaming of flying to you,
sadly, awaken as sunlight dries morning dew.
I've unfinished work because of your splendor.
Dear glowing moon, to you my heart I'd surrender.
If from my window I could ask you for a dance,
I would become a star in hopes we'd find romance.
Alas, I fear my wishes shall never come to fruition
and if it were possible, would you give your permission?
When I see you rising, this room becomes a gilded cage
and I a dove, a lonely poet staring at an empty page.
If I could escape my plight and take you as my lover,
I'd come to you when out my window, I see you hover.
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