Honest with the Moon

Why does the springtime water flow in Rivers? Since you are spending evenings not with me now. Outside the window my Spirit shivers. The moonlight shard is all that I can see Now, All that I can see now. You do not know how slowly, But so surely, The unsent lines are burning Like a light now. And you will never see them, so demurely. I write and burn them only in the nighttime, Only in the nighttime. When we shall meet I will not Show a sign now. I see the ice within your eyes is staying. I know you wait for bitter tears of mine Now. But you won't see a single drop is Straying, a single drop is straying. It is so hard to act so Indifferent to all your words and Meetings not with me now. Your chilly gaze has become so Consistent. But I am honest with the moon to be Now, with the moon to be now.