tonight, that moon up in the sky
is not mine
it doesn’t shine
like your eyes do
when looking at mine
after a long night
crying over
our favourite lagoon

it was our nature
it is still
and I can’t help myself
in thinking we are
just postponing it away
as the night becomes day

tonight that moon should be ours
as sure as my mind devours
yours, as intense as your soul
has all the control
over mine
such divine
comedy,
just you and me,
an ever unique philosophy