Madam Moon, above the clouds
Peering from behind the shroud
Of grey, and white, Your elegant light
Shines even when you're not around
The cold air's chill
Quiet nights still
A sliver of your radiant fill
Daylight comes
And you will run
Away from all you've ever loved
Just to return
After sunlight's burned,
Run away too, and lost its worth
Until you meet
In a tragic defeat
The beauty of you both is something to be seen
But soon you'll part ways
For a number of days
Until you finally again find the most perfect place
Together
