To Give the Moon

With quill in hand I sit to write To pour my heart to you this night This evening beckons my hearts tune As whence I stare upon the moon Its pale moonlight calls out your name Its shadowy light, flickering flame It says your name set on the breeze As for me, oh then, it weakens knees For love, my dear, this poem’s write A gift to you, I gift tonight Please take, grasp, and so hold it dear These words I pen, for you to hear Cherish, love, please lock them away So to read again, upon new day But, when new eve then comes along I’ll pen with verse another song Allow then light from page to dwell Within your heart, know it so well That I have come to share with you The gift of the moon; its pure view