Cheyenne

The moon`s majesty, a beautiful sight,

yet, not all eye do see, the beauty I see,

a stream of love flows, unbidden from me

as a cold heart turns warm, its own true plight.

As sun is leaving, yearning for the dark night,

a figure is coming, a light from sea,

that is bringing a glow for all those to see,

a scene to give heart`s love immense new height.

As I am witnessing, shy heart is opened,

a sign showing how beautiful love conquers,

you turn and look, but I am gone and hidden.

You are like moon and I like sun, true actors 

and prisoners to love, but Nature softened,

and eclipses we share bring hope to wishers.