A Glowing Rock

When I’m not nearby look up at the moon,
While I look up at the same time as you,
The next time I see you can’t come too soon,
But for now that glowing rock is our glue.

You can be hundreds of long miles away,
And not feel lonely as we’re tightly bound,
Some can share a bed and feel worlds away,
Not bound by the glowing rock we found.

Tell me what you see next glance at the moon,
Whether you see our love glowing bright,
And I will tell you of the mighty boon
That is felt by my heart under that light.