Singing For Light


O' merciful moon I do love thee
But your silver light brings me no comfort
On this lonely night

Ever could I dream
Of sandy shores and sunny days
Echoing in my mind

Moon, oh moon, do you hate me
For the sorrow I feel at the sight of you
When the warmth of sun I crave

Every moon rise my heart must fall
A heavy hand pressed upon my chest
With all my feelings confessed

Our days were of somber solitude
And I never truly expressed gratitude
Moon, oh moon, I do apologize

My heart was dressed in disguise
To hide how I truly felt all along
To tarry the bitter tidings

Sweet moon your light is beautiful
But it is not your own
It is merely stolen radiance

O' merciful moon I do love thee
But your silver light brings me no comfort
When sunlight I crave
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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