
My love for the moon,
now that is a tale that has an old tune
A song I'll sing 'til the end of time
a hymn so soft and so very mine
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From the day I saw you so long ago
I'd been in a daze of awe and woe
Your glow has won over my soul
be it a dim half-ring or an orb of gold
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I see you when you try to hide
no veil will make you hard to find
I know you are sad, as you are far and lone
and yet you don't stop the cast you'd sewn
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My dear moon, I know the ails you bear all day
If only you were near, I'd take them away
I'd oust your pain with hugs and not let go
even if I die, then let it be so
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for I'd opt to pass with you in my hold
than cry each hour you feel the cold
Only, I fail to find even one way,
so I'll love you from here for the rest of my days
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It is, in fact, sad we can't ever meet
our span too big, the void too deep
Just know my love is like a star
I'd burn for you, even from afar
About the Creator
B
I have a few stories and poems inside me that I want to share. Maybe, if I'm lucky, they'll reach people who'll enjoy them. π
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I love this one. The moon is certainly a mystifying sight, and your romanticisation of it certainly paints an enigmatic and avid picture along with that. Well done!
Great job of Loving on the Moon πππ―πββββ