The Moon

Being up here with you 

Makes me want to 

Go higher ; lay above 

The grey clouds on

A humid summer 

Day ; our laughs 

Will be the thunder

That strikes the towns

Below us ; the lightening

Will be the magic we 

Make when it’s just 

You and me and 

The moon. 

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