Sonnet No 13

Oh moon! My dearest friend! At least you're still awake, When all the other friends are allready asleep. Oh drink with me next to the bay of this dark lake And make me smile, for every star now make me weep. Oh moon! My dearest friend! Just one more glass with me And can you stop enlightening this black blue lakes?! Oh moon! My dearest friend! Enlight my heart to glee With looks you shoot at me as fire's thrown by drakes. Oh moon! My dearest friend! You leave when mornings shine, I know that well. You know it too. Yet please do stay And be a friend to me upon this black blue bay. So have a glass with me of this malisciously sharp wine. Oh moon, my friend, am I alone upon this lake? Are you at all a friend to me or is this fake?