the moon and the willow tree

the moon and the willow tree commence their nightly dance

a ritual too clean, for bloodshot eyes to steal a glance

'come with me darling, i think i'm falling'

the willow sings her favourite song again

'make me the backdrop for all your memories'

the moon whispers into the darkness

where somewhere, a lonely star is weeping

the loss of a mother stains their hearts

and the flickering light in a dim-lit candle

singals the end of life, till death do us part

'hold me in your gaze'

the willow tree starts her chorus

'let me into your maze'

the moon seeps through the leaves of the willow

and two lovers share a kiss

somewhere in the meadow

a night begins, that one daren't miss.