The Moon and Her Grace

THE MOON

Your voice makes me weak

It makes me think of you all week

Intoxicated by your smile

Yet you are far away by a mile

Beautiful and bright as the Moon

With your love I am now immune

Bound to be alone in this life

Surrounded by people who only lie

Only real one is you

You, who make me feel alive

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