my whispering moon
how the moon motivates me
wakes me when she rises
whispering in my ear
promising the world in exchange
for my undying devotion
hours before the cock crows
I find myself mechanically
walking city streets
dodging occasional headlamps
wondering where you are
weatherman proved wrong again
about mostly starry skies
your whispers reassuring
affirming you are nearer
than my eyes could ever see
october two thousand eighteen
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Ooooh this is wonderful.
Thank you very much, Sarah.
Very beautiful!
Thank you, Pragalbha, I’m happy you think so.
You are welcome.