The Moon And You
The moon stares at me
And I stare right back
Cos looking at you
Has given me the practice
To stare at pretty things for long
Which are out of my reach
But I do smile at the moon
As I do while looking at you
You shine in all your glory
Allowing me to gleam a bit
But mostly shunning me
I am alright with it though
In fact, I love it
I love adoring you from a distance
Waiting for the night o set in
Just to look at you
As the darkness sets on my dreams
Every single day.
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