We stood inside this harmony
listening to a quiet Moon,
our hearts together some melody
we would only lose too soon.
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One kind of love she would say,
meant to live only in fantasy.
One kind of life she would say,
meant without any scrutiny.
~
He would call out definition.
She would criticize it cryptic
his loss would be no solution
to a quiet moon for a skeptic.
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Whenever I might again return
sort of memory driven and familiar
I’d always hope for and yearn
some reminder we’ve been together.
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chorus
~
Under the moon, an autumn summer
Is where I belong in some forever
Under the moon, an autumn moon
©️ Scott F Savage 8/2021
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