Feed me a bite of the moon
Spoon me a sliver
Darling, you know I like you
Starling, you were born in June
When the garden was full
Notes of peppercorn and
Humdrum guitars
Let me make a breakfast out of
The sun - spun mandarin and
Blue violets
Darkling moon, little June
Bug bites me in the light
Honey, you know I like you.
But can you catch the moon?
Moon Bite
