#59 Love - The Moon

When we make love, it'll be to the moon

It'll shine brightly, it'll almost swoon

The great celestial orb will look down on our pairing

So great are we even the moon is moved to caring

It'll see us there, and bless us with moonlight

So let us show our love to the moon tonight.



Mate, fuck the moon.

Fuck thinking you have to be beholden to a lump of rock in the sky

A rock that hides half the time and even then only ever shows half it's face

An oversized pebble that can only reflect the light and energy of others, and produce none itself.

I don't want to be like that. You and me shouldn't hide, even if times are dark.

And we should live off no light but our own.



When we make love, it'll be to the stars

They'll glitter gently from way afar

We'll draw dot to dot over the canvas of the sky

We'll make wishes on any stars that try to shoot by

So lay down with me, and lets take inspiration

Let us show our love among the constellations



Mate, fuck the stars.

Fuck those giant balls of fire hanging in space

That seem nice from afar, but burn any who get to close

Those pinpricks, so many light years away

I don't want to be that far away from you, or to be hurt if I get too close

We shall burn with our own brightness



When we make love, it'll be to the Earth

It'll bless us gently as we lie on it's turf

We'll spin with the planet as it revolves around us

If you listen close you can hear the rocks discuss

How they were made for us alone

So lets show our love on this Earthly stone 



Mate, fuck the earth

Fuck this big ball of rock that cares not

We are insignificant to it, and rightly so

We do no matter to it at all, I can honestly say.

Although it may not seem much, you matter to me

We shall create our own world between us



When we make love, I want to express it in metaphors

I want all to realise that you are the one I adore

That the world shall be amazed by our creativity

And the love that is present in our imagery

To describe the love I feel for you

Lets make love like no one else could do



Mate, fuck metaphors

Fuck wordplay as a means of romance

I want to take action and explore this world with you

I want us to know reality, and embrace that for all it is

We don't need to exaggerate to show how in love we are

We shall create and be our own hyperbole.

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