The planet Earth has moon,
everyone on this earth accepts it as their moon,
but my moon is you,
i can't live without you.
When i close my eyes, I see you,
when i open my eyes, I want to see you,
i feel lonely without you,
i think i am made for you.
People think moon is very beautiful,
i know that you are most beautiful,
god created you, I thank him,
i thank you, you let me win.
Your long hair, they look so fair,
your soft hands, make me go mad,
your pretty eyes, tells me to rise,
everyone likes you, because you are so nice.
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Ahhhh… prudish thought for the love he has… so Ms. Moon arises from the heart of him! Nice… I only knew Mr. Moon then when I was just a child… he was my best friend… hehe :)