All poets Are in love with the moon Romanticizing the mystery of outerspace On a cold, lonely eve To look up at the night sky And sigh At the glimmer of friendship The sliver of hope The reflection of love Hanging next to the stars
Sometimes, I sigh Remembering The moon is nothing but a rock Stuck in orbit Stealing a poet's love.
A lot of poetry (including my own) is written about the moon or outerspace.
P.S. THIS ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE OFFENDING TO ANYONE WHO WRITES ABOUT THE MOON! (I do it a lot)