We go across my swiss cheese moon
presently flying over
holes, cheese and all,
where eagles don’t need wind
to show off
That is my moon up there
It always is
the perfect version of myself
Encore!
Time to build character!
“We are sleeping underneath
the same big sky”
While we are at it:
“I’ll get the joy
of rediscovering you”
That love could be
that moon
I could be
that light-hearted astronaut
who couldn’t weigh
his aspirations
He jumped over the holes
of the moon
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