Envious
Delicate
moon
you hang in silence
woefully
awaiting the clouds
to cover
your
shame
and
blanket you with their adoration
Your cyclic nature
you
rise
and fall
pulling at the
waves
as if they were fingers
to brush
your untouchable face
like a lover
but
still
you remain
far out of reach
The stars
light flickers
like
winking
flirtatious
eyelashes
Lonely moon
unabashed
by each days
resolve
you rise to the occasion.
I am envious
moon.
That
you
shine so brightly
in the darkest part
of night
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