The Moon became quietly jealous
  One night when I surveyed Venus.
The usual glory reserved for her
  Went to the dancer with Perseus.

At first, she passed for a star
  Sparkling high above a church roof
But as she moved down further -
  Her ample speed gave proof.

Outgoing clouds didn't shroud
  The evening sky of cerulean blue.
Enchanted, I stayed around
  To observe her quick rendezvous.