The blue moon stood high above the trees
Casting a pallor onto the woods below...
— for the ones who met out of time, but not out...
You looked at a private text,
Your eyes moved, and I was perplexed...
Your lips,
my only shelter...
I would really love to see you
But what good would that be to you...
I sit here missing her so
I cry and wish things weren't this way...
No one stands
for truth anymore...
It’s almost your graduation day.
And I keep thinking...
All through the night,
the sea would settle...
In the garden of true love
Where two lover's kiss...
The morning sighs in softest hue—
the sky has saved its gold for you...
How lonely is the flame
that burns for its own fire...