Intimacy of Dark
To be kissed by moonlight
And caressed by stars,
Draped in darkened blue,
Dancing from Jupiter to Mars.
To be found by the light of the moon
And loved under a blackened sky.
Let the sun forget about me;
For it never heard me cry.
But there’s something special about moonlight,
Like it was made just for me,
Because no matter how bad things are,
I have the moon as company.
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