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neko-nae Aug 2017
mother moon–

your radiance glimmers
like fireflies between blankets
of jealous clouds, fighting
for your affections,


but you don’t mind–

that scandalous smile
as you part the suitors,
your brilliant figure dances free
to light up the night,


no fear–
The moon is the mother we all look up to.

— The End —