To an August moon we sang of sun and rain and youth
Nothing cool or curt cut the breeze, only luminous beams
that danced and pranced in the trees
We were the history, the account of unfettered years
and cupped the world in brimming love
Our breath, unbridled and sweet,
How it caressed the moon and kissed the stars
as a blushing glow cradled the hills
There we drew serenity and there we chased the lapping sea
'Twas a fragrant haven rued by civilization
and shunned like temptation's brackish film
But the midnight's majesty forbade the tide
and clutched those bodies of bliss
that bathed in the glistening spray
Oh, and how the dreams, how they peppered our sleep
and soaked our vantage in tangible hope
So when the crescent beacon yielded to sun,
when the dawn bent to the eastern, autumn vale,
so then would we impart our song of sun and rain and youth
to morning's light