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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