jazz poetry

(. . .)
On the moon, that's where you'll find me soon.

I'll be

a
l
o
n
e

again

and all I'll do is to l i e there till

I die

there, waiting on the moon,

for
you.

Would you ever even dream to go to the extreme
and would you ever wanna be the

O
N
E

to rescue me?

On the moon, that's where you'll find me soon,

all
a l o n e
again,

unwinding there and playing that you find me there, waiting on the moon... for you...

On the moon, that's where you'll find me soon.

All
a l o n e
again...

It's still your face will be hunting me, so if you're ever wanting me,
I'll be waiting on the moon...

... for
you.


Peter Cincotti
-On the Moon-