I will tell the moon your name
when my love for you
can wait no longer
and she will give me
one of her beams as a present
to colour your hair
with passion for me
and when the dawn has awakened
and the birdsong has ended
you will come to me
with a kiss in your hand
and you will scatter it to the wind
which will sing forever
the most beautiful love story.

March 19, 2020