(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
The Moon Shall Weep... - Poem by (brief renderings) Joe Fazio
We sat upon a summers grass, with the
moon, our only light.
While in the moonlight night, your
face was all aglow
and we whispered words of love,
we thought would never go.
The moon did hold the magic, of
couples so in love,
that could only
come, from something from above.
I remember when in the dark of night,
an illness came to you;
the moon seemed sadder then, and just
a bit of blue.
We sat below the stars, the moon above,
and tearfully whispered goodbye,
my one and only love.
Now, alone, your love is mine to keep,
and the moon, does see my pain...
and it causes it to lose its glow, it causes it to weep.
© Joe Fazio
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