I danced through the forests
Howled at the moon
Felt you on my face through
The moon’s sun’s light
I want to reach you
To see your face
To speak to you with words
Unmeasured
Tones unpractised
Whipped about by the currents of
In the moment with you
Please look at the moon
The warm chill of the light’s second light
If I could create you a moment of peace
It would be under the light of the full moon
Glowing over English Bay
Sitting on the swing on the beach
The water calmly lapping the shore
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