Moon lover
Look into the sky above you.
Do you see it?
The beautiful white circle hiding upon the black sky.
The stories of millions are hiding in its soul.
To look up can you feel it like I do?
I believe in the man on the moon.
His kisses are sweet and tender.
His hugs are warm and full of love.
His breath upon my back like the words of a thousand trees whispering all at once.
Can you look into his eyes?
Feel the love of a million people staring you in the face.
He has many sides but we see only one.
The wild and black crazy side is hidden.
Only to show the caring white.
I believe in the man on the moon.
He dances with my slowly and gently until I fall asleep.
He sings to me from far away like a sweet melody unheard.
The moon what a pleasant concept.
The father of a million stars.
Guiding us through life on those dark dark nights.
To be lost and see such a thing.
The big white eye watching your back.
The overwhelmingly warmth of comfort.
There he is.
The man on the moon.
He sits upon his thrown of blackness only to bring light.
He is my lover.
That moon of mine.
So sweet and delicate.
He's been there through the tears.
He was there to hold my hand and sat its ok.
He's been there through the smiles.
There to hold my hand and enjoy what I have.
He was there for the harsh questions.
There to let me figure it out.
He is my best friend.
He listens to every word.
His advice is simple and sweet.
He always helps even if I don't listen.
He was there for you but you never listened.
You tossed him aside and let him be a lone.
Let it sit up there to keep all his secrets and stories.
He's loaded with dreams of grace and beauty.
Buried in the nightmares of pain and lost.
I believe in the man on the moon.
I hold him close to my heart and share my soul.
He kisses the rain from my eyes and shares the sun with my heart.
My lover is up there.
He is unseen but oh so loved.
You may not notice but I sure to.
wow!!! I love the moon