I searched for my birth certificate
We looked at the moon in the east
Earlier our chairs were set at the right angle
To catch the last of the setting sun
Between then and now
And often always
Our conversation was accompanied
With a glass of chilled Sauvignon blanc
These are the new beginnings
Sure and certain
Excitements of the young love
Of a second generation
Later, without time for preparation
Before the pyjamas could be unfolded
We were held in our arms, buttons undone
Again as earlier, we touched the moon and the sun
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