Moonlight. (poem)

 

An artistic design, articulate and skillful in trade. The warming summer sun shines down, fluffy white clouds in its wake. Tell me, beloved, why must you make me wait for your coming? The flowers will never be as sweet, or lovely as you. Though I have no confidence for your arrival, you are there. Existing on this charming planet, season after season. Dusk to dawn on every morrow, quaintly and quietly there. Present, and not afraid if other see it as wrong, or gross. The painted evening approaches, late as it forever is. The colours are beautiful, but not as pretty as your heart. Triumph through these trying times, existing as fading light does, twinkling and shimmering as Venus appears, welcoming The other stars to join, though you aren't there, you should be here. Next to me, watching the night roll by, and its dazzling display. If it is cold, we have each other. Just you and me are here. May we sleep well under the moonlight, being ourselves, more than friends.

  • Published June 05, 2020, 16:08
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