Prodigal Moon

Your hearts a tangerine I want to peel and eat each segment Your hearts a tangerine I want to peel and eat each segment. Feel your lips pressing, washing over me. You're like a deity, a prodigal moon, A kind of unexpected blessing Returning to a point in time I felt completely exposed To a change of tide Where I'm sure, I lost my mind. I had to laugh and give you half a smile. I couldn't stop myself from mirroring your eyes I couldn't avert the stars beaming… I couldn't prevent being for almost a second time paralysed With just one insignificant taste, I was naked as a peeled tangerine. I was waiting on the deity, a prodigal moon, to turn on and switch off the light. And segment my heart and soul with a stolen minute's delight.