She moves into my sky
In her usual way of silence
Though she sings for,
Only solos could be heard
Becomes a mood changer
While I fight the invisible
That tries to pull me down
In the usual way, it was
Altered my night, to quiet and pleasant
As she’s a wonder and to be not
Her magnificent white
Always remains an angel in my world
For me to believe in a force
Like men attracted to women
And women for the same
The Moon remains an illusion
To illuminate the night
The heart longs for.