Gaze

I will not steal the moon for you, my love.
There are others who cherish it as you do.
To show my love for you with an act of selfishness,
Is to put our heart upon a pedestal.
With others writhing under our feet.
No, dearest, I will not steal the moon for you.
Instead I will love the glow it gives your cheeks,
The glimmer it gives your eyes,
And the silver it gives your hair.

I will not steal the moon for you, my love.
As my adoration comes in peace.