The Moon
For Lovers
I love the moon on clear gray skies, shinning in its glory.
For in the stillness of its light it tells a bedtime story.
Of lovers filled with passion and pain, completely gone, or completely sane.
I love the moon on clear dark skies for when it shines so bright, it tells a story of lovers so fierce they’d give you chills and fright. I love the moon on cool crisp nights when its shine is blazing; for that is when it tells a story of two lovers gone crazy.
That lunatic moon what does it do on days it’s small and dim. I bet it misses the lunatics who sometimes act like him. Or is the moon really a her... full of madness and jealously? And in the most intimate of nights, could she represent you... or as many-as-me?
I love the moon on clear gray skies, as it shines inside its glory, because it is that crazy moon that tells the best bedtime stories. Of lovers so strong, so faithful and true. Of lovers like me or maybe like you?
Always be so clear that you stop and enjoy the fullness of the moon and the magic it has to offer.
