The moon is a wasteland

The moon is her skin

Silky, pale, smooth yet scarred

The moon is my lover

The sun is a river

The sun is her hair

Flowing golden in the wind

The sun is my lover

The fields are an ocean

The fields are her eyes

Green and deep like an emerald pool

The fields are my lover

The stars are a pathway

The stars are her smile

Shining, lighting up my darkness

The stars are my lover

The roses are love-spells

The roses are her lips

Soft, delicate, tender to the touch

The roses are my lover

Moon, sun, field, starlight, rose

A lady of radiance unsurpassed

Daughter of the golden house

My lady, my lover