“...I got to love solitude - to see the Moon rise and set - I had time to watch it trace the window square across the wall in silent grace...”

“when I see you, I see mystery - a pale moon's beauty behind a veil of cloud”

“...I looked in the window, wanting to stay - it rained, yet I remained...because you were so lovely...”

“...Use your finger to trace the scar upon my chest- I lied - it wasn't a knife wound, but a scrape from a nail sliding under a fence to see you...”

“...I see myself at crossroads in my life, mapless, lacking bits of knowledge - then, the Moon breaks through, lights up the path before me...”

“... my early writing was a silent fury - at what or whom, I had no idea - but I shut it in until it burned my bones and now, I've let it out...”

“...I'm shy in person - so afraid to confess my love - I need a go-between - our mutual friend, the Moon...”