The Moon and I
spooned once
he made me swear
to jesus himself
that I would
never tell
any dirt roads or
chord progressions
I promised, but
you see,
The Moon,
he don't believe
in promises
I almost kissed
The Sun
with my Moon
promising lips
she told me I was
in no state
to receive kisses
like this
I agreed, but you
see,
The Sun,
she don't sign
contracts
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