Love
Is the ephemeral moon
Waxing
Wanning
Some nights
It lights up the sky
Gloriously shining
And I howl in admiration
Some nights
The thin cresent
Sits in the velvety black sky
A half closed eye
Easily forgotten
And on some nights
It can't be found
The stars freckle the air
Reminding me it rests
Somewhere below the horizon
But my mind says
It must be gone
Forever
A sky this dim
This bitterly cold
Could never host
A being so radiant
So I wander
A vagabond
In search of light