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I have told the moon ,
of the rainy days,
of the smiling roses,
of the precious things ,
so wonderful.
I have told the moon ,
my great confidant ,
that always in my letters
love is present ,
that the sun shines on us and is
resplendent.
I have told the moon ,
of my restless pen,
it's almost perfect,
combines the letters and is
always attentive.
I have told the moon
that I love her company
on these cold nights,
that it urges me to write
with more melody.
I have told the moon
of my feelings,
of my thoughts,
almost perfect ,
sometimes so true.
Then, the moon ,
gave me the gift of her tenderness
that I kept it in the instant,
that illuminated my room,
like a beautiful diamond
and so ended our conversation,
with my friend moon so radiant,
that my pen even shone
to write constant
and remember the lovers.