Moon

You were the moon at my breast/On that night we kept time/
With the rocking of the chair/And the humming of my voice/

The song from another world/I’ve been searching for since/
But had just that once/The melody a silent note/

That ties your heart to mine/And sets you free
In your wider world of being/That no longer includes me/

But is alway contained in that one night/
When you were the moon at my breast.