have you ever wondered
why am i always
f a s c i n a t e d
with the phenomena
of a red and rare
l u n a r e c l i p s e?
with every time we meet,
i turn red;
but with every time we part,
i don't turn blue.
rare doesn't mean
"once in a lifetime."
it only means that
you'll always return,
no matter how long it takes.
and i believe that
someday
for sure
again:
*i'll see you.
aren't we all fascinated with the things, events, and people which come rare?
it makes us cherish them well.
(j.m.)