To The Object Of My Affection

I, from another land, met you in the summer,

and you from another time, made your way as my lover, 

I was reckless and didn't see the moon, 

shining brighter, gravitating around you,

and though I, I never was one for strings attached.

l let you in, to be part of my life.

Later the fall came, turning leaves in red,

and so promises were made, nice things were said.

It showed me that usual as you there are few,

Cause you know no season, they avoid you,

And though I, I never was one for sharing,

Let me say, when you sleep, I lay staring.

Finally an early winter came and it's far gone,

I had no idea what was it like not spend it alone,

I get it now, we're just outlaws of love,

running away from anyone with a soul.

And though I never was one for happiness,

I summon thee and farewell loneliness.