It's early and I've found       what we love
is sometimes silenced by        what we also love

not because the moon is the problem
but because two moons are       a galaxy
dazzling with fullness
but you can't keep a universe to yourself

sometimes you have to return
a gentle planet to its shelf

not because             you were too greedy
but because             tenderness is not for sale

it's early so I tiptoe through my sins
not because I'm thoughtful of others
sleeping but because I wouldn't mind

living in a world with two moons
I wouldn't mind slipping a few satellites
into my pocket instead of a life
with limited lunary events

tenderness is wholesale and it wants me
to pull it from the shelf       tenderness
has a voice box                 tenderness keeps

saying close your eyes          close your eyes
tenderness will not turn off