Recall
As the moon hangs
Bearing witness to the night
I drive along this road
Remembering that time
We were alone
Bearing witness
To the moon,
Our love.
It seems like
So long ago
Each day held
The glowing sun
And each night held
The luminescent moon
Just for us.
Now, the moon,
Though there
Seems overcast
As the daytime sun
Hides behind
Unwanted clouds.
Where has yesterday
Gone and will the orbs
Of love exist for us again?
This cliffside road
I travel now
Has a turn in it,
But will my hands
Make the turn
Or guide me straight
To the dying moon?
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