The moon knows the tune, as we tend to pursue, each other, as we did long ago.
Dress was so Blue and Chanel perfume, your eyes were like stars all aglow.
Your hands on my face as we kiss and embrace, as lovers for the 1st time
Pep in my step my thoughts become swept, where others can only pantomime
Love with their one that captured the Sun and made it shine all anew
Storm in the distance, Thunders persistence, Cascading my thoughts back to You.