Sleepy eyed moon-lover

Head tilted back

The black sky engulfs my senses

And the star shower never falls.


As I lower my gaze

Slowly rebalancing

It hits me in the chest

There she rests.


Low on the horizon

A pale yellow marble

Vast and mysterious

Silent and still.


Pregnant with reflected sun-fire

Full and ready

Piercing my pretenses

My throat catches.


How to describe the emotions

The why, the how

Mouth agape

I feel small.


I am enveloped

In her moon-mist

Always out of reach

But always there.


Stumbling on I can’t break away

My spell-bound gaze

Mesmerised, sleepy eyed



Full moon via Ava Verino on

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