To the moon and back


When moon showed her face,
Glissening drops of water,
Finding their way over her glowing cheeks,
Trying to flow like a river,
He held those pearly drops,
Came an answer for everyone's prayer,
Screaming voice of a little bird,
Echoing in the four walled chamber,
With those tiny little hands,
Touching his hand for the first time,
The way their love found a way,
Crying with the tiny hands touching them,
She understood love at first sight,
Which she denied when he proposed,
Looking up at each other,
They found the meaning of love,
In the tears of their happiness,
The day moon witnessed an other happy beginning.

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