Written: Jan 09, 2017
I’ve never seen the moon so beautiful,
Not when you were still around,
When you left;
there ‘s nothing more ethereal,
there’s nothing more divine.
Well, now I will take the plunge.
The moon’s beauty is calling out to me.
It urges me to jump into oblivion;
It calls me to walk right over,
It entices me to let go.
I can hear it singing,
A melodious tune it brings;
I can hear it’s voice
It’s calling out my name;
I can hear it whispering,
Sweet nothings to my ear;
I can hear the moon’s voice calling,
I can hear it loud and clear.