He Belonged to the Moon-Miles Laroque
网盘下载He came when the moon was round and high,
a silver shadow against the sky.
He kissed like dreams, then vanished soon —
he belonged to the moon.
I begged him once to stay till dawn,
he smiled and said, “I must be gone.”
His eyes were stars — too far, too wide,
to ever bow, to ever bide.
He wasn’t mine, just passing through,
like midnight dew, I always knew.
I never wept, I never swoon —
he belonged to the moon.
He came when the moon was round and high,
a silver shadow against the sky.
He kissed like dreams, then vanished soon —
he belonged to the moon.
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