You and the Moon

by Sean Allen

Won't you sit by my side?
Let's silently pray
that these trees forever remain
where they stand today;
as the cool breeze
carries the blossoms away,
as the night falls,
gather and sway!

Sway and sing your heart out
for all that you're worth;
smile for the orb
and her lunar rebirth--
loosen your heartstrings,
fill them with mirth--
stand up, and take my hand.

Take my hand so we may dance;
the dance of the ancients,
a dance of romance.
My soul asks a question
you answer with a glance:
tonight belongs to the moon.