cupid springs upon us
and some are bound to fall
after autumn leaves
and winter takes all…

she'll tell you it's moonglow
way up in the blue
but you know it's madness
that binds the two of you

caressing her fingers
you'll look in her eyes
and as your gaze lingers
she'll fill your head with lies

you know deep down what she's doing
but the arrow's been shot -
the potion's too hot
to stop brewing

so under the moonglow
she’ll offer her hand
and caution will soon go
to some exotic land

but here’s what you don’t know -
it’s happened before:
some roguish prince charming
passed through her heart’s front door

caressing her fingers
he looked in her eyes
and as her gaze lingered
he filled her head with lies

she found out what he was doing –
her knife went in clean –
and it didn’t seem
like wrongdoing.

so now when there’s moonglow
way up in the blue
the lady goes hunting
for some poor fool like you

01/28/2012

Author's Note: came across a recording of moonglow played by Django Reinhard and wrote this to go with the music.

Posted on 01/28/2012
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