Updated: Dec 6, 2021
I venture out to test the nighttime swoon That rests beneath the colder winter moon - Its lilting songs of every dark refrain Calling me not once, but times again. I ponder all the stars above my place;
Their thousand years of light upon my face, And wonder now if this could be An answer to the way she runs through me. O, sweet, my winter moon, I beg of you, Gather all my thoughts and send them to The place where she is looking at your light, The same as I am doing here tonight, And let her read my heart from off your glow About how much I still love her so
And she, enveloped in your tenderness, Will think of me as her fire on the crest. Shining more today than I did when We walked the winter timbrels of the wind And played the stars our melodies of bliss
To the towers of the moon with every kiss.
This mandate of my heart I give to you: No dreams repressed. And nothing less will do But that you send her my deepest loving swoon So she can find it in your winter moon. ~ for her ~
© Tom Kraft