In desolation
I stare wistfully
At the gray moon

With a hankering
Like dry withered meadows
Hungry for rain
I yearn for you
Like magnets on similar poles
Unbearable pain

How I relish
On this reminiscence
Transcient saccharine days
Saturated
With your memories

I stand underneath
The moon's dreary eyes
Glistening these tree leaves
By her moonlight
And the wind
Bellows
A familiar love song
And they dance
Dextrously
Scintillating
The starless skies

Oh
My frail heart
Sheds faint cries
Aching
For your adamantine arms
Like warm wings
They bury me deep
Into your chest
Smother me
With your sweet solace

Remembering your words
Succulent
As your lips
Haunting my reverie
Stabbing my sanity

And I am stubbborn
As a child living in fairytales and fantasies
For I will remain here
Undaunted
Because the moon had whispered
"He has been lost in this labyrinth of stars"

Then I shall wait
In this tryst
For our fate
Is a lemniscate by design
Until such time
Our paths entwine

Whilst the lonely moon
Sends off
Her meteors
Glints of this lunatic's unwavering soul
I watched the heavens weep for my sorrows



-Infinite Lunacy, Margaret Austin Go