The moon is a wasteland
The moon is her skin
Silky, pale, smooth yet scarred
The moon is my lover
The sun is a river
The sun is her hair
Flowing golden in the wind
The sun is my lover
The fields are an ocean
The fields are her eyes
Green and deep like an emerald pool
The fields are my lover
The stars are a pathway
The stars are her smile
Shining, lighting up my darkness
The stars are my lover
The roses are love-spells
The roses are her lips
Soft, delicate, tender to the touch
The roses are my lover
Moon, sun, field, starlight, rose
A lady of radiance unsurpassed
Daughter of the golden house
My lady, my lover
