Mystery the moon.
A hole in the sky. A supernatural nightlight.
So full but often right.
A pair of eyes a closing one.
A chosen child of golden sun.
A marble dog that chases cars to farthest reaches of the beach
and far beyond into the swimming sea of stars.
A cosmic fish, they love to kiss.
They're giving birth to constellation. No riffs and oh no reservation.
If they should fall you get a wish or dedication.
May I suggest you get the best
for nothing less than you and I.
Let's take a chance as this romance is rising
oh, before we lose the lighting.
Oh Bella, Bella please.
Bella you beautiful Luna.
Oh Bella do what you do
You are an illuminating anchor
of leads to infinite number.
Crashing waves and breaking thunder
tiding the evenflows of hunger.
You're dancing naked there for me
you expose all memory, you make the most of boundary,
you're the ghost of royalty imposing love
you are the queen and king combining everything
into twining like a ring around the finger of a girl.
I'm just a singer, you're the world.
All I can bring you
is the language of a lover.
Bella Luna,
my beautiful, beautiful moon
how you swoon me like no other
May I suggest you get the best
of your wish may I insist
that no contest for little you or smaller I
a larger chance at what all there may lie
on the rise, on the brink of our lives.
Bella, please.
Bella, you beautiful Luna.
Oh Bella, do what you do
Bella Luna, my beautiful, beautiful moon
how you swoon me like no other.
Ending
