One passing moon said to another
I have been missed, and so were you
And then all those valiant silent night stars
laughed their contempt out for life,
Because all is still without you,
I stood in peace meant for eternity
But death made a mockery of gain
For what was lost, remained elusive
And all that's gained was unpossessed
Because loss is infinite without you
One tender finger lingered on another
I have been touched, and so were you
And then all those salient, nightly kisses
Cried oceans' worth their tears of salt
Because loss is worthless, with you within
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