'Pink Moon' Poem by Henry Lockheart

Glistening with beauty too bright
A smile that turns everything right
Far from shivers of fright
Ignite my heart O flame of the night

Stars speak to her so easily
I beg to reach her so miserably
Left on earth dying so endlessly
A poor heart left so carelessly

Lost in the void of space
However must be the case
The goal remains to chase
Crying to the end of the race

My voices cuts here
Alone in shock and fear
Care about me dear
For I love you as if you are near