Looking now, out
My window
Baby stars glitter clutter
Nightsky. Constellations are out
And about, i can't tell which is which.
You were the expert,
I can only admire.

I remember how moonlight used to sing
Shimmer, subject
To your fantasies, your flattery, which was
The blush upon a maiden's cheek, how
You waxed lyrical.
It was the moonlight you loved,
Now it only drenches.

The velveteen drape, overnight momento
Post-it on the prime of passion.
Like little reminders they chorus
When we were very happy
Your laughter merged with mine
Your eyes mingled with mine
Your hand resting with mine
And we were very happy.

Now it is only my laughter that rings,
My eyes that see,
And my hand that rests on yours.