Sleep knocks but tonight
The moon is like the sun
She creeps in through the blinds
and caresses the darkness
Like a long lost lover
with kisses that quench
an insatiable thirst
I live
To soak in the fullness
of such moments
So when I'm gone
Look for me in the moon
When these words
No longer remember my voice
Hear me
In the ripe stillness of the night
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http://www.reuters.com/article/2011/03/19/us-moon-idUSTRE72I3PS20110319
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