The City Moonlight

Sprinkling and splashing    
the silver moonbeams    
strews over the gurgling streams    
and pours into the drifter’s dreams    
     
Through the sash window      
it shines upon his pillow    
woke him up to sing a solo    
at a distance, it echoed    
hummed with a weeping willow    
     
He walked closer    
stares into the hollow    
meets the moonshine below    
His lonely heart has a special halo      
where carries memories      
and his midnight prayers    
     
Under the moonlight    
He is writing his self-poetry      
with a pen of the fairy’s mystery    
which gives birth to hopes    
again, it echoes    
through the winter hallway      
up to the spring Milky Way    
     
The moon knows    
how much I remember him    
When the moon projects    
I embrace his dreams    
They are beautifully woven      
and never fall apart at the seams    
     
The moon realizes      
how much I wish him well    
I ask for its darting radiance    
break through time and space    
to light up his dream    
and watch over him    
     
In the two cities    
at different directions    
The separated hearts meet    
soaking in its bright glories      
     
No matter where and when    
the city moonlight always shines forth      
at the same place, never miss    
for the two of us