Your Loving Moon

Posted by Brad Osborne on November 16, 2019 · 11 Comments 

 

 

Eons are scarred across my face

You the beauty to my beast

Orbiting around your treasured space

So, on you my eyes may feast

Never able to turn and look away

My stare frozen by the energy

And as each night breaks to day

You pull at me constantly

Often feeling unnoticed

As I fade in other’s bright light

Wondering if I would be missed

If absent just for one night

We are bound in celestial dance

You spinning like graceful ballerina

Me stuck as if in a trance

With this dusty reflective patina

You a myriad of vivid colors

Me just this grey and ashen hue

I always feel just a bit duller

Stuck here next to beautiful you

But without you where would I be

Flung off into the great void

A lonely travelling destiny

If your gravity is unemployed

Pulling on you so tentatively

You can hardly feel my hand

Save the rising of your vast sea

Wetting your dried tidal land

Oh, that I could show you my worth

And that we could be as one soon

For you will always be my earth

And I, forever, your loving moon

 

 

 

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