When I
Took the moon
From your pocket
I forgot the stars in your eyes
When I
Looked at today’s attraction
You took the front page,
I didn’t read further
When I needed you
Most, you twinkled
And parted the space inbetween
Our balance
And added love in the equation

Now that’s called being all about love
Take me away from this moon
And circle the skies given the circumstances
Right no my eyes are clouded
But, the love of a million stars is enough
For my billionth brother in arms
Was that too many confusing numbers
That’s swingin’ lovers are a part of this astute statistic
Let’s make some association with our loveless magic
And add the magic of numbers, fly me to a moon miles away
Too far to go, let it be on the front board with the specials
The stars look down on us, in crosswords
We interwine like star-crossed lovers under cloudless climes
So what, we are capricious and jocular, amenable too