The clear crescent moon shines
Across the frosted window pane
Illuminating the tangled sheets
And tangled skin, were we've lain.
With your hand on my waist
And you're lips by my ear
There's hardly a sound; only
Our soft heart beats to hear.
You're like my moonshine;
Intoxicating, enchanting. A dream-
With hair like cascading sunshine
And eyes like icy moon beams.
The moon is new, and so are we.
We have love with unlimited possibilities.