The Moon and I

Goosebumps and all I lay Under a bed of stars Sparkling across the night sky like a diamond mine Chinese Lanterns in the sky, hanging far from my reach To guide me through the complexity of the darker night The solitary moon and I Gaze at one another other Parallel in nature, we hang back from the rest of the world She, plagued by her cyclic nature, And I, sickened by the cynicism that only a broken heart can bring She pulls at the ocean, wishing for affection from the shore And I, push away any attempt at sincerity But she must fall as the day grows young, And I must rise to the possibilities My chest wall aches, as it fills with hope and the cold night air This must be how a second chance at life, and inner peace must feel Then the wind blows through the willow trees The crickets move their bows together in symphony. They made an overture, for the performance of only one This is my song, my new harmony