The Cracked Moon

Once drunk –
I wished to fish the moon
	from out a glass of vodka
The vodka spilled
	the moon cracked
Once in love
	I dared not speak
I left – 
	with love locked in my heart.

Will I see the moon full ever again?
Will I ever be able to tell the truth?!

It happened once,
But only once.
Long ago

It happened once,
But only once.
When?

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