© by Bruce Adolphe (b. 1955)

Lunar Joe
Language: English 
It was down by a deep moon crater
A few light-years ago,
In the glow of a super nova
That I met Lunar Joe.

In his right hand he held my left,
With his left hand he held my right;
With his other hand he gently stroked my hair
All through the purple night.

He bid me leave my planet 
To visit a distant star;
Together we would tool about 
In his intergalactic car.

I gazed into his orange eyes
And into his blue one, too;
I said, “Although you’re the best of guys,
I’m too young to give all to you.”

Since then there have been a few suitors
Some human, others not quite;
But none has gently stroked my hair
All through the purple night.

Oh, Lunar Joe, I miss you so!
I’ve loved no one but you!
No one but you!


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This text was added to the website: 2018-10-09
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Word count: 144