My Mistress' Eyes

... are nothing like the sun
My hunger for her explains everything I've done
To howl at the moon the whole night through
And they really don't care if I do
I'd go out of my mind, but for you


from Sister Moon, by Gordon Summer (aka, Sting)


I know this reference originally comes from Shakespeare, which would be sufficiently apropos, but for some reason I'm preferring the song's moody feel right now. Perhaps because the other photo I was going to post was actually of the moon. Of course I preferred this picture in the end!