Cunning is the night
Hiding her secrets away
But I have a friend
Her pale light helps me
To find my way in the dark
Cold smile on her face
Watching over me
Darting in and out of clouds
To hold my warm hand
Let's me see my love
When we both meet secretly
Then hides when we kiss
Moon I know you care
You so love to play with me
Bathe me in your light
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The best loves are secret loves - or so i am told - i love how you have used an almost childlike dialogue - perhaps the most enduring loves come out of this state of feeling?
ReplyDeleteLike a teenage type of romance
ReplyDeleteAny friend that would turn away discreetly when you kiss another is a friend indeed!
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