
If my tears where enough to summon you back
Then I would cry a river
The force of which would cause you to
Be pulled towards me like a tide
Magnetised
By the ancestral call
Of a moon that ached
For that lost piece of itself
It left behind
A billion light years ago
Yet how can it be true
That this is how I long for you
With a sense of absence so bereft
I can no longer countenance
This intensity
Of this suffering
I want to leave my body
It hurts so much
For nothing I can do
Can summon you
I am only human
Not the moon
So all that is left
Is to dream of you
As the Sun dreams
Of
Wishes and waits
On the Moon
It once knew