Luna-Moon, White Fantasy
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Sandra Feldman
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Day Moon,
So white and pale
Spying on us,
From a Sea of Blue,
A cloudless Sky,
Up there so high
And lonely too.
Has Love today
Lost you on its way
Betrayed you, one more time?
And Tonight,
Will your yellow light
Be made of loneliness,
And sighs
As you wait,
For Ocean's tides
To reach the Sky
In an impossible,
But so desired,
Sweet caress.
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