I wished upon the moon one
night, bewitched by how it shone so white.
While staring up with some excite my eyes beheld a wondrous sight! The moon, so lustrous and white, transformed into
an armored knight who caused me just a moments fright when he jumped down from
such a height. No more a soft celestial
light, he was my lover, day and night.
This caused the world a
serious plight. How harsh a sting and
deep the bite inflicted on the world, alright, to lose their blackest-hour
light.
And so I've come to set
things right, to offer up without a fight my lover wished for one clear
night. I hold him close. He hugs me tight, then climbs again to
heaven's height to glow a bluer shade of bright. I stare at my beloved knight, not wanting to
be impolite, and in my heart with all my might I wish a wish that isn't
right.
Now and then the world
still spites a shadowless and moonless night when we steal softly out of sight
to hold each other 'til daylight and share in lovers’ true delight.
