I am in love with the moon,
I dream at night, at noon,
She is a sparkle in the sky,
Her reflection is a sparkle in my eye,
She dwells among jealous stars,
For no light is brighter than hers,
And the stars I see are many
But I am hardly looking at any,
For her light shines in my deep,
In my heart, the love I keep,
But looking at her from down on earth,
I feel her love I am not worth,
I am just a stalker in the night,
A shadow that seizes to be sight,
My wish is a magic ladder to climb
And be together all the time,
My heart competes with others above,
A struggle, all in the name of love.
Comments3
That's lovely, I love how the moon can be an allegory for someone unreachable, someone so great that our love feels small in comparisation. Great work!
Thank you
I agree with you Katherine on the allegory. its a lovely write indeed, what a way to start your ink. I like it
Really appreciate it
Beautiful writing 🙂
Thanks so much
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