Last
night, I stepped out onto the balcony,
looking for La Luna.
looking for La Luna.
I
yearned for her caress and a goodnight kiss.
The
cloud people gathered together,
keeping her to themselves.
keeping her to themselves.
I
craned my neck searching
for a glimpse, a glimmer, a small glow.
for a glimpse, a glimmer, a small glow.
The
billowing pillows sprinkled me,
shooing me back inside.
shooing me back inside.
"Tonight,
she is ours," they said.
"Look
for her in your dreams."
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