If you were a moon.

by justbekozlowski

If you were a moon,

I’d build me a rocket,

I’d fly through the sky,

And put you in my pocket.

Because if you were a moon,

Then I’d be a giant,

I’d stamp on tip-toes,

And I’d speak like a lion.

But to you I’d tell secrets,

You could tell me some too,

I’d keep them inside

My head, lovely moon.

So now I’ll fly back,

And I’ll leave you alone,

But we both know that soon,

Back to you I’ll have flown.