See I told you that the moon is not a harsh mistress.
She is a cute lady who is living with her own stress.
My earth is just so close to her and spins her round.
She is my lil friend and am glad to have her around.
The sun goes down I can see her light up and shine.
Relationship can change and I find she can be kind.
I have tidal waves of emotions because she is there.
The times my own feelings I am so scared to share.
I have seriously thought what it would be like, pal.
Thought of a song; Jim Croce, but then what a gal.
Encrypted feelings and emotions blind my shame.
But like you once said, Jim, I still have my name.
I am glad we have shared this much in truth, dear.
Though I know I have to go through my own fear.
Moonwalking on this satellite other than my earth.
Its scary, this moon, its not the place of my birth.
Not that you are out of my solar system, just far.
I can see you in the sky; You are a beautiful star.
When I wish upon a star I will always see moon.
Could say fork the earth but I am used to a spoon.
