Moon Dancer

Moon Dancer
Why won't you come and dance with me?
Is it your tense inequality building up inside?
Perhaps you should come with me on this insolvent ride?
The moon has shone a lifeless life and told many lies.
Not once, not twice but three times it shall die.

The questions you ask bring memories from the past.
They are pieces of my inside that were kept away.
The moon has taught us so much throughout those days.
While it's silvery somber was working the night.
You were always out watching this beautiful sight.

The days have been passing by.
Sometimes it seems as if all you wanted to do was die.
So now I will ask you this one more time.
Before the moon puts out its glorious shine.
Why won't you come and dance with me?
If you don't then what will I be?

Kelsey Marie Meyer
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