The moon cries,
For the sun to awaken from her warm slumber
Trying to hold on to yesterday,
While slowly moving into tomorrow
The tears of the moon become tears
That fall down onto the cold ground of earth,
Waiting for the sun to dry up the tears
Slowly spinning around the sun, the moon whispers for his lover
Every beam of light dries the moon's tears
And as the sun arises, the moon sleeps dreaming about tomorrow
The sun awaits to meet the moon as they switch from night to day and day to night
The stars dance in love as the moon kisses the sun's warm lips of light
And the sun touches the moon's cool cheek and makes it warm
Calling the moon her one and only, they switch places until they meet again.
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 9:30 PM UTC
The moon cries,
For the sun to awaken from her warm slumber
Trying to hold on to yesterday,
While slowly moving into tomorrow
The tears of the moon become tears
That fall down onto the cold ground of earth,
Waiting for the sun to dry up the tears
Slowly spinning around the sun, the moon whispers for his lover
Every beam of light dries the moon's tears
And as the sun arises, the moon sleeps dreaming about tomorrow
The sun awaits to meet the moon as they switch from night to day and day to night
The stars dance in love as the moon kisses the sun's warm lips of light
And the sun touches the moon's cool cheek and makes it warm
Calling the moon her one and only, they switch places until they meet again.
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