Has it been already
27 days since the moon danced around the Earth?
How can it be that it is that time again;
When I chase the moon?
With heart?
With Camera?
In silence?
How can it be that time again;
When the moon stirs me from my slumber;
Arousing me from dreams of past and future?
To awaken at her fullness gazing in at the skylight above my bed.
Causing me to lose the night to her?
Oh Dear Moon.
I love thee so.
I love it when the days pass;
and it is time;
To chase you again.
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