February 19, 2011
A half-circle of a shining moon
You swear you see a face
Star after twinkling star
As we glance up in space
I’m laughing almost non-stop
My smile never fades
Somehow you do that without trying
You can make my day
Rude comments that make me mad
I try to pull away
But as I do, you grab my waist
And I know I want to stay

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