It was a game
we played,
The Moon and
I
I would ask
for something,
and he would
respond
One night I asked,
'May I borrow
some of your
Light?'
He chortled,
and snorted,
the silly old moon
In a full voice
he replied,
'Why, what would
you do with it?'
I inhaled
and replied,
'Spend a day
with my love,
so I could dash
your beam into the
night.'
He smiled
and gave one
of his charming grins
'Not so fast...
If that is the case,
just make every
last moment
Last'