My Dear Moon Lady - Poem by Albert Wong
My Dear Moon why you always come at night?
You have been so dear with me every night.
You come quietly to visit me up so high,
Since my first to meet you I can see you.
You are moving gently to dance waltz,
Hide up with gauze pieces of white clouds.
Enjoy so much with your hiding games,
You are so lovely appear wherever I stay.
Your are there so high I can't catch you;
You pour down silver light to touch my face.
Do you know that I am in love with you?
Your pure white face is no other comparable.
I love for your purely white;
I love for your holly heart of love.
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