moonI wanna be the moon, beloved, and you’re the sea
Imagining tide of hope swells high within the tee ♥

And hides the rough dark rocks of life’s unrest
When my thirsty eyes smile near in perigee ♥

But when your loving face is turned from me
Low falls your tide, and the grim rocks appear ♥

And earth’s dim coast-line seems a thing to fear
I am your moon, beloved, and you will be the sea ♥