She smiles from the heart

Is it true you light the dark side of the moon?
Like a white sheet in the sun on a sunny afternoon,
that shares it's brightness with who cares to stop and look.
It seems there's fortune in your stare, and a phone in your back pocket,
filled by the name of one you'd never care to share.

Welcome to the tangles of my heart.
It's best you find a path, else you'd stray into the dark.
Narrow hallways call your name, while spacious rooms will echo nothing of the subtle beats that ripple and refrain.
There's a windmill to your left, and a bucket 'neath the pump,
feel free to drink, my love, while the water's at its best.

I see the stars have found their envy within you.
Colossal bridges left to the mercy of this Summer day in June,
where the white wings of a bird beat to your eyes' blinks - what a tune.
Love the tears that you live by and embrace the one who breaks your cry.
That pretty smile that lights the dark side of the moon.