Lunar Water

Gold dripping from my eyes
It dries off my cheeks
Adorning and red passionate lips
Therefore staining the mournful clothes.

It's humble glee
A little faint one
That lives the moment
Disciplined as a rock
As simple as a blade of grass.

It's right inside
My lunar water
That you can be mirrored
And if you stretch your hand
You will grasp a soft
Silver weave
Caressing your skin
Quenching so many whys.

I longed to stare at your sun
Much more than I've ever been allowed to
I rejoiced for I was able
To soak in this brightness
After a nevеr ending eclipse.

It's humblе glee
A little faint one
That lives the moment
Disciplined as a rock
As simple as a blade of grass.

It's right inside
My lunar water
That you can be mirrored
And if you stretch your hand
You will grasp a soft
Silver weave
Caressing your skin
Quenching so many whys.