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I flung a rope around the entire moon,

and she said, “Let it go, don’t  you know or

understand it is for the whole world to enjoy?” So I

changed it into a lucent, brobdignagian diamond,

and she said, “Change it back, now it is always

daytime, don’t you know how many things need

and depend on the night?” So I flew her quickly

to a splendid, hulking castle, but before I could

give her the deed, she said, “Who lives here? These

hardened, stone walls are so cold.” So I hurriedly

took her back to the forest, where she danced

among the flowers, sang to the animals, hugged

a dozen trees, and blew kisses to every ephemeral

butterfly. There I set before her an enormously

large, and incredible banquet, but she never

savored one bite. Instead she wrapped it all up,

and made several trips into town to feed everything

to the homeless, saying, “Don’t you know how

hungry some folks are?” Puzzled now …. the weeks

passed, and I starved all ideas to prove my love

to her. I needed some time to think. So I grabbed

her precious, soft delicate hand, and we strolled

along the nearest beach. She smiled and talked

to the frolicking waves, tossing to the water – every

stranded star fish and sea urchin; then, with her

back against the wind, and face shinning toward

the warm, mellow sun, she turned and said these

words to me, “How did you know the things

that I truly adore and love?”