Virgo

How doth the moon shine on your humble abode
whilst the sun permeate through your window
that i stand naked
vulnerable food for the fire
the phoenix of our struggle

Stop time and call upon the stars to write your name in the sky
we'll drink the wine of Bacchus' horn and lose our inhibitions to fly
surrendering to the vast expanse without fright
we'll pay no mind to the shades in the night
or be seduced by the canter of their eye
while i manifest you a constellation for all of histories sight
that will shine forth its own light
all who will behold shall gasp and sigh
that any mans love could reach so high