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Color Me Blue

‘Twas a blue moon over the horizon and I was alone
Poems are what the moon is made of as I fell in love with it over again
It was out there while I stood here
Our love story is a little bit of a tragic one
Still, my heart leaps with joy each time I gaze upon it

Maria Michaela

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Blue Moon Waiting

The moon shines over yonder
And i always stop and wonder
If it ever gets lonely
Not seeing its one and only
Maybe that’s why from time to time
It grows bigger and brighter it shines

Hence the blue moon i guess
Because it wants to confess
That it is longing for its love
The one its always been dreaming of

So in the dark night awaits two loners
The moon and i,
Waiting for our hearts owners