Moon Chaser

Moonchaser,
hold on to your dreams
the night is still young
though darkness is in abundance
hold on to tomorrow

Moonchaser,
The night is not the end
There is a gold that shines
When all this is over

Chase the moon,
Run after for its light
It will lead you home
At the break of dawn

Don’t touch me

Don’t touch me I am fragile 

I shutter at the tenderness of your touch 

I must have loved you to the moon

So much that I seek nothing 

From the endless mute pursuit 

Love me with your bulging eyes

Not with your ugly hands 

Nor your  pudgy self 

Love me from a distance

Though I am in your shadow 

For I break 

At the tenderness 

Of your 

Touch