Love down here seems to turn to something else; <br />In a few years time, familiar means contempt, <br />And it all starts out with ringing wedding bells; <br />But Love returns wherever before was sent: <br /> <br />For you're the angel; you're the man on the moon, <br />The pie in the sky, the one makes me swoon; <br />Through a million miles of burning starry nights, <br />My flighty heart's already taken flight. <br /> <br />You the gift, the heaven's sought to give, <br />For unknown reasons life cannot reveal; <br />You the hallowed heart, that stays to live; <br />You the love; no borrow, beg or steal: <br /> <br />For you're the angel; you're the man on the moon, <br />The pie in the sky, the one makes me swoon; <br />Through a million miles of burning starry nights, <br />My flighty heart's already taken flight. <br /> <br />In paradise we'll find our other part, <br />The one we left behind us at our birth; <br />The one that beats in time, with our own heart; <br />With luck someday, we'll find it down on Earth: <br /> <br />For you're the angel; you're the man on the moon, <br />The pie in the sky, the one makes me swoon; <br />Through a million miles of burning starry nights, <br />My flighty heart's already taken flight.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/man-on-the-moon-2/
