Saturday, January 8, 2011

confessions of the moon

I am the gentle florescent yellow , white and blue of glowing light
I am an entire sphere, a half, a crescent, a sliver and then over again
I am an illusion constantly following you all night
I am the steady ebb and flow of the beating pushing pulling tide
I am the song you sing me, harmonizing with the stars
I am merely representing others glory, but yet you still marvel
I am the reflection on the midnight lake
I am what makes you heart sigh each night
I illuminate your darkest hours, and hide, blending in during your brightest
behind my sepia eyes the unknown hides
I am the taunting yet glorified moon

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