she was not the sun
nor the brightest star
she was the quiet, unassuming moon;
gentle gleaming light that tumbled
through my window sill,
silver strands of mercury woven
through her starshine hair
that beamed
just as bright
as anything else in
this galaxy
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 3:04 PM UTC
she was not the sun
nor the brightest star
she was the quiet, unassuming moon;
gentle gleaming light that tumbled
through my window sill,
silver strands of mercury woven
through her starshine hair
that beamed
just as bright
as anything else in
this galaxy