You're a specter,
A delusion provoked by the moon.
Its animate rays deceived me
With their illustration in night's gloom;
The lines formed the figure of a woman,
But just as I afraid,
When I tried to touch your face,
The shadow that shaped it disappeared,
When I tried to hold your hand,
I hold nothing but cold air;
I dodged and closed my eyes,
To open them I would not dare.
It was as if I was blind,
Reaching out within darkness of night,
It was as if I was crazed,
Dazed by the moon's shimmering light.
You're a specter.
An apparition painted by the moon's rays.
Your flawless features have haunted me
Throughout many nights,
Along with the pain within me
And its bittersweet taste
That you left in my mouth
When your lips faded away with haste
Before I could press my own against them,
Before I could even try.
The wind banished you quickly,
I didn't even get to kiss goodbye.
You're a specter.
A mirage.
The ruthless moon deceived me.
Its silver rays intertwined
The figure of a soul that eliminate.
Your eyes and the look within them,
Your appearance and its expression,
They were all nothing,
But a self induced hallucination.
