I try to keep you from my mind
Though, you can be assured
that your transcending allure
is arresting and comely,
but you cannot lie behind
your charming round eyes
They hang heavy like
green apples on sapless trees
Even so, I'll gaze into thine
because you are the apple of mine
surely we must be moonstruck
surely we must be moonstruck
but can our love illume
fate's garden path
This sage notion I suggest
is nothing new to the crest
I wear for you behind my collar
So, forsake the parched sands
of your second homeland
Your people will understand that
you do not abandon them,
but that you wish to retire
from the gripping sensations
of a hunger and pride
Surely we must be moonstruck
surely we must be moonstruck
but can our love illume
fate's garden path
Let us be contiguous
so we may surely ripen
throughout our tender ages
And let us keep to the orchard
we shall sweetly foster,
foreshadowing a lifetime
as these besotted entities,
cradled and entwined
by Ceres's vines, our fervor
enkindled in Vesta's own hearth
Surely we must be moonstruck,
surely we must be moonstruck
but can our love illume
fate's garden path
Surely we must be moonstruck,
surely we must be moonstruck,
but together we can unearth
our own garden path.
