Fly Me to the Moon

“Fly me to the moon,” he used to say
touch me and thrill me and take my breath away
peel me grapes
feed me cakes
and together we will run away

to a land where work is pleasure
and we can always be together
with starry nights
sandy shores
sunsets and balmy weather
and perfect days that last forever

“Fly me to the moon,” I used to say
because I really thought we could live that way
now I’m wrinkled
tired
and a little gray
and what I really need, is to be with you, at the end of the day

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