You said “the moon is out today” And there it hung Perched squarely in the pale blue sky Sitting quietly like it had been there all along Strange, as it had been quite a journey Chasing his beloved day after day to no avail Her immaculate face always just out of reach And yet he persisted Each day beginning his journey anew Now he had succeeded He was face to face with his lost love And as she saw him standing there Her eyes wept in lavender and crimson Even more brilliant hues than her sad tears before For a moment life was what it could be I replied “if these ill-fated lovers can have their day, we will certainly have ours”