My Obsequious

We stare at the moon and the moon stares back

Seeing all, the pain and the pleasure

Yet it's closer to some

While out of reach of another

Captivated by the crescent and the circle

Oh how I love the moon 

All my heart desires is to bask in its glow

To confess my passion and obsession,

To profess my world revolves around my moon

Even during the light of the day, 

My joys and sorrows are incarcerated by the night.

Head and heart crave only for

My toran out of this sublunary world.

What I wouldn't relinquish to be with my moon

To love my moon, to see her glow brighter

I would travel miles, transcend space and time

I've built my rockets, tailored my spacesuit

I've started and ended countdowns

Yet all I need is the right phase of my moon

Funny are my moon's orbits, 

She shines and glows for folks unknown

While I stare at her obscuration.

My rocket's ready, so is my suit, 

Yet all I can do is stare into the dark abyss 

Trying to imagine just your silhouette

All I need is just a word

To start the countdown again

Traverse worlds to be with you

To hold you, to tell you

Just how much I love you.