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.