Moon, oh the moon
Come down to earth
We'll sit and talk
About the ghothicism of
reality
And the plight of
topicality
About the catastrophic
epic of past
And the fantasizing
stories of forth
If I get shy,as you
come
Come by cladding
yourself
Up with dense clouds
In the garden, amongst
the flowers
Dribbles the silky wind
In my dream,
everything there's
Jungles and hills, except
for me
Come my moon
Lets rue in the blue
rivers of dream
Lets get lost in the
intertwinning roads
Moon, Oh my moon
Come down to my creep
heart.