For Me My Dear You Are Too Precious

Just a few day and it seems like a year
Will I go mad I have a certain fear
Without the moon that gives me light when the sun goes down
To ask the moon never to come was I a clown?

Oh there she comes, as bright as she can be
Just in front of my eyes, always for me to see
I look at her silently, I wish I could talk
Few words together or a single walk

Look she’s smiling oh so beautiful the sight in front
I want to talk to you, but all I can do is grunt 
There she lies talking to the stars, looking so good
My heart says go talk to her you really should

But the bond there is, that keeps me away
Can’t make move at night, sun will be there in the day
Thousand of day it seems, I’m missing those times
You are precious pearl but me, just a few dimes


For your bright light always reflects me oh it does
My mind says you are a fool, with a silent nudge
All I ever did was so audacious
For me my dear you are too precious
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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