The Moon and I
The moon and I,
We swung on by,
Like children on little swings,
As I enjoyed life's simplest things,
The moon and I,
We swung on by,
As my swing reached the sky,
And the moon pressed its face,
Against mine,
The moon and I,
We danced through the night,
As its radiance,
Dazzled my sight,
The moon and I,
We swung on by,
Like seraphs living up high,
As our halos lit up the sky,
Making the stars seem so trivial,
The moon and I,
We had a glass of wine,
While we talked about life,
Grief and sorrow began to twine,
And twist around my heart,
Like a beautiful morning glory,
As the moon placed,
Its hand in mine,
And said its final goodbye,
The moon and I, we are one...
The moon and I,
We swung on by,
Oh, the moon and I...
Copyright © Maya Kaabour | Year Posted 2008
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