You are the moon
the precious moon
fleeting above the clouds;
out of my reach.
For me the earth
the lonely earth
basking in your radiance;
in a daze.
I gaze at you
the brilliant moon
even if you wax or wane;
until I am no more.
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 6:56 AM UTC
You are the moon
the precious moon
fleeting above the clouds;
out of my reach.
For me the earth
the lonely earth
basking in your radiance;
in a daze.
I gaze at you
the brilliant moon
even if you wax or wane;
until I am no more.
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