MOON CRADLE


La lune est un croissant si fin ces jours-ci, 
couché presqu'à l'horizontale... Il invite au rêve        


          I knew I 'd never been there
          never hung above city lights
          never rested thus in the air
          never felt the breeze up those heights.

          There as in a hammock you lay
          I crouched and turned and tried to see
          then settled and t’was nice to stay,
          your arms enfolding me.

          How cuddly and warm
          your body - stars swarm
          and leap all around
          But soon we’re sound
                         asleep

                    Just a pack of clothes
                    nestled in the moon

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