The Moon hopes the Sun

24 March 2011

The moon hopes the sun

 

The moon floating high

Lighthouse of significance

Lights night with a sigh

The moon lifted by a crane

Sits above me still and wane

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A tiger eye looks

With eerie iridescence

At my tremors’ hooks

Hope grips my heart like a claw

I wither under its paw

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 The balance then moved

Sun takes of moon no nonsense

Its wane light removed

Sun glares at my figure slight

As I wander under plight

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