My Moonlight
My Moonlight
My moonlight it chose me
It didn't burn, it didn't blind
It was soft, it was calm
It touched my soul without a sound
My moonlight it watches me
It paints my face in borrowed light
Her beams whisper
Soft and true
"I'm always here"
My moonlight it stayed,
when every light grew dim
When dreams forgot to shine
It led they way
And filled the empty parts with time
My moonlight it chose me
It could have fallen anywhere,
Crowded streets or the oceans face
My moonlight it chose me
And wrapped me in its warm embrace
It saw the cracks
The soft parts I keep within
Yet my moonlight never dimmed,
My moonlight stayed and made me shine
My moonlight never chose to fade,
It never dimmed asking for change
It warmed the quiet deep in me,
And saw the light I couldn't see
So now when the stars slip through the night,
And the night is wrapped in gentle light
I smile and whisper to the sky:
My moonlight, it chose me.
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