"Take me with you wherever you go," I cried.
She looked at me with star-studded eyes.
"There is no need for that," she replied.
"You have a life of your own to live,
and although you think you love me
I can only hinder you.
The life she held back would never be mine,
nor her shy and gracious face.
The moon with its dark side explained it all
with its fingers of desire
falling just then on my side
of the unfamiliar bed.