Our Secrets & the Moon

 

You are the only one

  I will tell my blackest secrets to; 

From you, I have nothing to hide. 

You knew me at our worst, 

  Even when you closed your eyes. 

You made decisions brash, 

  And tinkered with my eyes. 

You illicitly fell in love I think, 

  But weren't prepared for that surprise. 

Then the problems struck. 

  I had opened my lips to a familiar friend 

And with Cruel Intentions put in motion, 

You put our union to it's end. 

But from you I never ran, 

  Not 'til you told me to leave. 

And your secrets I would hold in hand, 

 Because they were between you and me. 

Because my love was always true, 

  and I Still see the sweet hued in you...

Because no matter what mask you wore, 

  Of it, I could usually see through. 

And so know, my Love, 

   my secrets, you have

The ones I devote and naively gave you...

And as foolish as a move it is, 

  It is sincere, a Holy truth. 

With humility I say this, 

  With the witness of love in hand. 

Forgive me still for Loving You...

 But also then, 

Stop echoing in my sand. 

Stop quaking please 

  My Holy temple, my Holy land

Or if you wilt not, My Sweet of Whole

  Pray with me, hand in hand. 

Pray with me then, 

 and miles away, 

And under every

      phase of the moon, 

 know what we can not forge here, 

Still remains in the Heavens 

    and ever us two.