Caught up by the moon
As we tried to sneak
Yes, it has to pique
But can't wait for noon
Hiding in the shadows
Creating a perfect picturesque
Words may be very few
Let's relax in the meadows
Your auburn hair
Kissed my face
I only want to embrace
So beautiful, I swear
Touch so benign
The burning desires
Lighting up the fires
Is this a sign?
With the truth I abide
Warm breaths colliding
Let the moon watch this hiding
Till you are by my side