Seven Spires Silvery Moon
Midsummer's night, revelers caught in a haze
The air hangs thick with their perfume
You're enchantingly eloquent in every phrase
As we dance to a familiar tune
Black and white memories swept me away
And the eyes of someone I knew
Made me succumb to familiar pains
'Neath the light of a silvery moon
Stockholm or Paris, London or Venice
Where did we last rendezvous?
Centuries passed since the last time you swore
That you would see me soon
Toe to toe, ancient soul pierced by your gaze
Graceful hair kissed by pale blooms
I'm a fool, I'm moondrunk, and I'm tasting stars
'Neath the light of a silvery moon
Drawn by words of late romantics
Strange, familiar elegance
If I am dreaming, let me sleep through the night
Forget the broken promises
Embrace the warm and tenebrous
The world only fades for the length of a sigh
Speaking in couplets and drinking our wine
The glow of the dawn comes too soon
Just two poets lost in time
'Neath the light of a silvery moon
