And there in the darkness… as if within in a dream
Lies my love and fortress… there lies my queen
As the moonlight touches her soft fair skin
It reflects in waves all that lies within
Peaceful she lies in her most gentle slumber
Vulnerable, for by cloth, she lies unencumbered
And should the moonlight dare run away
There’d be no witness to stand in the way.
And thus, so slowly forth, I quietly creep
No thief of innocence shall spoil her sleep
But surely, in longing, I can’t hold my peace
I come quietly closer, seeking release
Softly, now, I pause to reflect and pray
And ask dear God why I should walk away
For surely with consent this passion is holy
And with his blessing she can console me
For if the moon should stand as a witness
And of our faith its pure light be the litmus
Under its gaze, to God we could confess
A love so holy, He would surely bless
All at once she is looking up at me
Will she falter, will she flee?
Is this moment a crime or a rapture
What emotion shall it capture?
And yet of fear or surprise, not a trace
Joy as if greeting an old familiar face
As if we were always meant to be together
As if announcing the beginning of forever
there in our moonlight we come towards each other
Fair it’s to say, like the most tender of lovers
How could the stars be quite so jealous?
Of two mere mortals in love and lust?
