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I Am The Moon
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Love and Dreams As lonely day
becomes our night
I consider her again and again
as against the thin pane
the cold winter rain
plays a syncopated tune
that all could hear o?er heartbeats
but not the cold jealous moon.
"And why the moon",
Say you to me,
"Should he show such jealousy?"
It is because his charm and grace
Have grown accustomed to a face
That looks up at night with dreaming eyes
And from her lips a whispered sigh
But the rain!
Forever beating down
Causing clouds with darkened frown
To hide the view of what he seeks
Oh for just the smallest peek!
But inside the lady waits
before the fire she contemplates
and thinks of dreams silly and fine
Of past, present and future times
And the moon alone in the dark
Must wait another night
For tonight the clouds have taken away
his most loving and precious sight.
There should be such doors in Georgia!!
Jessica
Oh, I'm probably old enough to be your mother so don't think that is a come on. You certainly open a few things yourself.