My Cen, star to my moon,
I wish your travels wouldn’t take you so far,
But I love you all the more for being what thou are,
The brightest star that shines so bright,
A radiance that cuts through the night.
My Cen, star to my moon,
I wish I could express all the ways
Thy have made this grown woman swoon,
With your grass-coloured eyes gentle as a dove,
Filled with nothing but your endless love.
My Cen, star to my moon,
I wish all could see thy might,
For few are as fearsome as thou in a fight,
Even mighty dragons tremble at your sight,
As they turn thy wings and give flight.
My Cen, star to my moon,
I wish I could free you from your chains,
These burdens you bear through endless days
That Wear and age you,
Like the sun’s harsh rays.
My Cen, star to my moon,
I wish I could recall every time you held me close,
Those fleeting nights within the sheets,
Your warmth rooted more than skin deep,
Now they grow within my womb, strong and radiant, just like you.
