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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