Moon lit and post responsive
Always knowing the approaching point
But listening intently all the same
Patient, and loving in causality
With years between our palms
We offer one another every center reason
We liken our signals and rhymes of discourse
Employing a sarcastic sense of infinite
You assure me I'll succeed and I return the pledge
I will fight to be rid of your magnitude
If you remind me that I once enveloped you
And convince me that I'm something worth remembering
Unions that will never occur beyond a mind
Those spoken with the air of a single question
Desperate for an answer, but also frightened
It still resonates underneath the highway black
And beyond it still she shapes my wonder
Causing me to question if I need to try
Quiet is the sad or longing
Barely beyond a whisper and retreating slow
It will dissipate when you're robbed of your throne.