Foolish one.

Have I known another moon, who's shadow did not come to face

But with it's light touched the essence
Of my burning known to grace

For I have never met ones night, not the night who holds the starlight fair,

I have never danced with dreams, That he himself could then compare

For his eyes unclear to mine, may have been a mysterious flair

Across The sky like shooting stars, in darkest places he was there

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Could I have been the foolish one, who's heart
So strongly believed

To count the star's, in all but one, such loss
Would have presived
 
I never gave the darkness hope, or loved it any less, but found myself in days light hours, longing and distressed

Little did the shadow know, I praised the moon each night

And never thought of any struggle, never any fight.