had life stolen off him
one moon since hearts sang
for the hearts that made them dance
and here i am
you in my head
the moon birthing noon
and you’re in my head
playing strings
that bring shine to my face
and though this moon says bye
the music never ends
my head is where you live
and though sometimes you leave
you find your way back
my heart is your home
so fare thee well, love martyr
and thy moon
welcome, my beloved
hold my hand
let’s walk
together
today
always
-and if your feet do not tire-
forever
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