Friday, February 2, 2018

Discovery

The moon awoke late last night,
A thought had interrupted her slumber
"Love is a choice"

The breeze muttered up to the moon,
"HEY you up there! You're one big shiny fool.
Love is about falling, it's something beyond our control;
some find it, some spend their whole lives trying."

The wise moon shined silver as it laughed a deep rumble.
"I have discovered something ancient,
discovered something true,
You choose your love and your love chooses you."


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