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Moonchild.

It waits for me, forever by my side.

My heart is an island,
Inside this castaway.
Encircled by the blue,
I desire to cruise someday.

Abandoned on this far off shore,
I plan for my getaway.
Made a beeline for the Bay of Love,
Where quiet, clear waters stay.

My heart is only an island,
So out of sight,
Past the blue horizon,
I live from day to day.

Abandoned on this desert shore,
I plan for my break.
Gone to the Sea of Change,
Where love is made.

My heart is only an island,
Where nobody else can see,
The dejection, I should admit,
That conceals where it counts in me.

To be kissed by moonlight,
Furthermore, stroked by stars,
Hung in obscured blue,
Moving from Jupiter to Mars.

To be found by the light of the moon,
Furthermore, cherished under a darkened sky.
Allow the sun to disregard me;
It never heard me cry.

Since there’s an exceptional thing about moonlight,
Like it was made only for me,
Since regardless of how awful things are,
I have the moon waiting for me.

– Sia Savla.