Musings Of You

The moon appeared whole that night,
at rest, deep within your eyes,
unsure am I of the heavens now,

‘though musings of you stay.

Our lips became acquainted once,
fervour was in abundance,
the season’s phase unrecalled,

‘though musings of you stay.

Honeybee tended to timid rose,
I, in your snug embrace,
winter winds almost forgotten,

‘though musings of you stay.

Joyous faces on a frozen lake,
turn sour with pencilled lines,
nor are you, my love, faultless,

‘though musings of you stay.