Oh, Sweet Moon
Oh sweet Moon,
So pale and lovely,
I shall be with you soon,
Always right above me.
You are a Lily on a bed of roses,
So soft and sweet,
Like love a letter encloses,
I can hardly wait for us to meet.
As pale as rice,
As bright as a fire-fly,
The same full or slice,
So high in the dark sky.
So far yet so close,
Like teasing me,
Always there when needed most,
Prettier than the deep blue sea.
A sight for sore eyes,
A marble in the rocks,
Always watched as you rise,
As mischievous as a fox.
Oh to hold you my love,
Tightly wrapped in my arms,
Skin softer than a dove,
To sleep together past the alarms.
You wear a dress of silk,
Skin so pale and smooth,
Your skin is the color of milk,
To touch and soothe.
Oh my love the moon,
For now I am alone,
But we shall be together soon,
I think I will be okay on my own.
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