Nights only the Winter Remembers

4/27/16

Things like this are the engine of my romance
I always wondered why the moon stayed up all night
Waiting for the sun to catch its train back to her horizon
The sunrise is her dash of espresso
For her mid sky is her emancipation
And her sunset is her good bye kiss
For the moon knows of those aw to well
romance knows this aw too well
This is the only thing certain to me
Even if I have just a little space in the universe that belongs to me
that would feel like the time when
You said you loved me
But I guess we all don't practice what we preach
For the moon knows of great darkest
For the moon knows there is something out there bigger than her
bigger than her romance with the sun