A poem about lovers under the summer moon.

When the Moon is full and our hearts begin to bloom.
You move down and I see you there on the ground.
Staring up at me, full of wonder and kindness, you know not what you have found.
Forever there smiling across a thousand years shinning-
It is you! My love so true!
With eyes so sparkling and new!
Holding me tight under the summer moon.
T.S.Garp © Copyright 2009 All Rights Reserved.
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