Pale white and cream curtains
Swaying with the cold breeze
A slight cool on my shoulder
I shiver a little and slide
to the one sleeping beside
His arms tug me inside
the forehead frown subside
He gently kisses my head
I look up to see him look outside
the window with his big eyes
I see the bright moons reflection in them
So close is he and the moon to me
I wake-up saying Honey - moon!
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