The Moon and I

The moon and I
we talk sometimes
   And in our walks
on star strung paths
  the midnight skies
 call out to me
 and memories
  go rushing past

 The moon and I
we take no notice
when the plans of fate
 are rearranged 
 though sands of time
 shift around us
we alone
are left unchanged.

The moon and I

We talk sometimes

 We spill our secrets

     as sisters do

  And when we speak

of great loves we've known
  the moon I
We speak of you...

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