Coins of Eyes Which Envy the Moon’s Counterfeit Light

Coins of eyes which envy
widens horizon far
the moon’s counterfeit light,

brightening dark with these
sparks my heart barters for
coins of eyes which envy

every time I breathed
a sigh, bled sweet ardour
the moon’s counterfeit light

stole glances to appease
her smile’s appetite your
coins of eyes, which envy

pearls, ink with tears lonely
hunters dive in pools for,
the moon’s counterfeit light

unsure how I empty
my lips rich with praise poor
coins of eyes which envy
the moon’s counterfeit light

too wed to modesty
to accept do ignore,
to be left wanting me

so strongly only makes me
want to want you more,
too wed to modesty

to implore enemy
chastity go, we swore
to be left wanting me

together if empty
our bed were to be scored,
too wed to modesty

to keep count how many
attempts I’ve spent my sword
to be left wanting, me

inside your arms by heat
of our hearts torched and hurt,
too wed to modesty
to be left wanting me.