Watching the Moon
Embraced by Her grace
Look out in the distance
Oh how gorgeous Her face

A thousand words can't describe
Neither Byron or Clive Barker
No bond is able to bribe me
Into this love ever darker

Even the brightest star is elusive
All the sights are exclusive
As I try to look into the past. . .

Sitting upon the balcony
She waves below
Appraising from afar
Amounting all that she shows

Is it worth the cries?
The terror in her eyes
All the soft whispers in my ear

Broken is my heart
Before this horrific pain
I long for a better view of the past
Wishing to bring it back

Watching the Moon
Embraced by Her grace
Look out into the distance
Oh how gorgeous Her face

Frightening is this romance
Too much for my soul to endure
So beautiful