Just a sliver the paling moon above lights the way,
guide to where all passion flows amidst where love lasts lays.
Doubt no more the wind he rides for soon you're carried far
just above the stars on high look down from where you are.

See the cities lit like flames now spark into night's sky
drift until the moon once slim grows full within your eyes.
Into autumn's leafy burn you'll sense that he is there
take in harvest's golden hues within midnight's brisk air.

Holding back last summer's sigh give way for fallen leaves
enter in his lair grown deep a pile of broken dreams.
Wake him when that full moon smiles then tell him of your ways
whisper when he's close enough to warm his coldest days.

Hold him through when hopes are low and tears fall lower still...
Find that smiling midnight moon, alight his life you fill.