THE MOON THAT THOUCHED ME

THE MOON THAT THOUCHED ME

The moon that I played in the morning
Starry dreams in which I had
Seeing her all naked and delicate
In radius lonely, wanted so much to have her here,
Burning with delusions, leaving all my
The preconceptions fool. Enchanted,
In total commotion fell in love,
Although; I’m so far away...
Happened love her wild moon
He dreamed in my arms
In this clear beauty, unusual,
You would moon in hugs
At full moon, new or waning,
Give myself to you, instantly!


MARCOS LOURES