luna
one look,
meant just for you,
the seasons change,
the years pass,
but I will still look up,
as I see that tall stranger walk in,
with his golden hair,
and marble eyes,
I will look at you,
the way I always have.
when you are lonely,
look at the moon,
because I would be giving you
the same bright smile.
I look forward to the day,
when we can look at each other
as we did,
when we were young
e.s
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