Moon
I see the full moon, ghostly celestial body, alluring orb out of reach, pinned to the curtain of the night- a shady gulf of bygone episodes. I am moonstruck, knowing a silver strand is tied to the tide, pulling the waves. If I can see it, then so can he..... If I release the thread he may catch it at the other side of the moon, and in some way be ultimately connected.
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Fondantfancy
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