writing down the moon



I write down the moon
and he transfigures slowly
from blue to grey
from full to a sliver
dancing among the stars
and then hiding in the clouds,

orbiting into another dimension
and taking me with him
pulling me gently
moonlit and moody,

he watches me helplessly pen him down
into my love-filled poems
and I watch him with eyes
that are only drawn to him.

© SoulReserve 2020 

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