LOVERS IN THE MOON:-
I am an artist.
I draw and I paint. I speak and I write.
But no one seems to care about all this.
If you happened to look high up in the sky,
You'll see the moon.
In it, there is a painting, a constructive picture.
Build with imaginative bricks.
Lovers encircled in each other's arm.
Inseparable and good looking.
Have you noticed this before?
That’s a real picture, Sweetheart and I,
Lovers in the moon.

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