It's one of those nights
With my moon up high and bright
And I want you to look up at that moon
And smile. And I wish good things
For you on an errant star swooping
Across my skyline.
You and I are the same
Yet we feel so far apart.
I just miss your voice.
And what we are to each other.
Whatever that may be...
~lll~3/03/2007
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