No one but the moon
sees my heart take flight
to the lovely shadows
by your door each night
The mockingbird sings
the bluebirds cry
and this is my heart’s lullaby
and all the heavens are open wide
the stars whisper and the moon sighs
as you sleep on inside
No one but the moon
sees my heart take flight
but even a fool
could see it in my eyes
Darling please be kind
open up your door
and bring my heart in from the cold
(woodcuts by Ben Franklin, NYU library collection)
1.13.07