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 © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2019
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