Moonlight

How easy to love an idea, a concept, a dream

That’s my revelation because he used to be here

And here we shared a reality

And we spoke of the future, as if we could know it

Now I distort these memories of our time together to create a “Utopia of Imagination”

A place that produces and projects future bliss back to the present (or past?)

And like the moon it would seem I make my rounds while always looking in the same direction

Just a mere reflection 

These memories of him turned into idols, unanswering

Who worships that which wastes time and neglects truth?

What a terrifying sin committed against precious life

One night the sea should really swallow that moon

And caress her the way she deserves

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