The Princess is laid on the lunar surface
imitates his legs and arms, the
rabbit silhouette lying quietly under it
No difference on the night
The moon is her home,
where it is forced to close their eyes to dream
The infinity of the sky
is your favorite canvas,
him, his fingers trace the course
stars to form words that remind
to that home so far,
who left on earth
With tears
formed the only moon river,
inhabited by his memories and the memories
your body can not contain
is the river where she
dips occasionally,
to avoid being erased from his memory the faces
and stories of his heart
lives in the company of her, but repeated
different
accompanying their other selves
Sometimes when you get away
of their voices and complaints
takes refuge in the shadow of a
moon crater
And although
miss their old home and love he left behind,
not for anything their freedom
lunar breezes
steals the words of
the fingers down to the earth, where even some hope
hear from her
The princess who changed his kingdom on earth to inhabit the moon
in perfect solitude
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