Moon Face
Moon Face
In dreams of you, I am sitting in a quiet garden
Looking at the beautiful full super-moon.
Night falls the garden is shrouded in a mist.
The moonbeams kiss the blossomed flowers.
The moonlight softly illuminates the beauty of her face.
I look out into the moon I see her lovely face.
She beckons me to come to laugh and love.
We laugh, we dance and we love.
The wind blows rapidly over my face.
The moon softly whispers in my ears,
The wind touch, the moon whisper reveals
I am here, she is there, hundreds of miles between
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