The moon appears again

I cannot sit, in 6.30am, alone in 6.30am’s love’s torture,

With Freak-worms feeling their suckers to my ears,

I cannot sit, when love’s going sour, you know, let love’s

Light go out, like that, everywhere, knowing you now,

In moon’s return, adventure cannot sit still, but in future

Evolve, I don’t look back in anger, dont look back, backward turn

Along this path we’re on, please become, like moonlight