The moon's lover

Lover:
I reached for the moon, she's so high above
So i sang her a song to carry my love.
But how can she hear, when there's plenty of stars,
Who surround her and who don't have all my scars?

I wanted her hand to be mine forever,
To stay with me here, to leave this world never
I'll give her the sun, if she wanted to,
cause for her there's nothing that I wouldn't do..

My moon, oh my moon, how lovely you are,
You're the most beautiful thing i have met by far;
Our distance is great, but no burden for me,
You know my heart's with you, wherever you may be..

Moon:
My lover, my love, I am sad, you see,
You know I love you too, but you can't be with me;
I have to shine when darkness comes to stay
and guard the nighttime silence till night turns to day.

Lover, my heart, it is torn in two,
For there's none that I would ever rather do,
Than leave heaven and just plain run away with you,
I'd give it all up, you know that is true..

My lover, my love, you have my whole heart,
the oceans may fade, but our souls will never part..
Keep it with you, till i find a way,
To be by your side forever and a day..

Briars of the mind

A gust of wind blew and interrupted my reverie. It was the autumn of 2010, and I was alone in a deserted cafe, my mind more hungry for memories than my stomach was for food. Every afternoon in this same spot, I strive to remember everything that had happened in my life, since my memory's already failing me time and again... Yet there are those moments that one cannot easily forget, for they were ingrained in the heart, and not in the mind. The brain may forget, but the heart remembers.

One such memory is of the man I've met some half a century ago. Yes, I'm quite old, but I remember him as clearly as if it were yesterday. What I remember most was his eyes; those fathomless, chestnut eyes that can see right through your very soul. The same eyes... of the man who still holds my heart, but does not know it.

One second I was sitting as an old woman in the corner of a cafe, and the next thing I know, I was 21 years old again, back in my friend's wedding reception some 50 years ago, reliving the day I've met the love of my heart.