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A moon with many faces
A moon going through its phases
Light is comprehensible
Dark is never visible
Illuminating with all of its light
Battling its gloom in an eternal fight
Continuing to shine
Watching over all at night
A moon being the sun
Never burning as bright
A cure to all your frights
Awaiting the inevitable eclipse
Exposing its darkness for just a glimpse
Bathed in shadow just to be your only moon
Illuminating to dissipate your gloom
Small but bright, powered by your tune
I was
a theater kid
after closing
night and
you
were a
denny’s server
when
the sun lives longer days and
your hair smells of salt and the ocean
you have sand in your toes
you smile with that adorable smile that rarely touches your lips
you taste of watermelon and burnt marshmallows
and when
you sing your favorite song in that lovable voice of yours
you watch the clouds turn pink and the sun goes to sleep
you look up to see twinkling constellations sprinkled in the clear night sky
i hope it brings you back
to a simpler time
In this world there are many diamonds waiting to be found.
Some shine bright
Some worth millions
But none that guarantee happiness.
It is only when the diamond is rough, uncut, and raw that it is truly beautiful.
To me, it is priceless: one of a kind.
The world does not need to know about it,
For it is in the little things that it shines
The brightest.
pink skin, chilled knuckles
milky, swirling constellations
hide on top of mountains
and breathe stardust
into your lungs
fingers interlocked
a quiet kiss
a quieter sunset bleeding
orangish-redish-gold
into the horizon
... and love is love is love
empty roads disappear
into the twilight
a pulsating bassline
erupts from the radio
choked laughter, aching ribs
cracked windows, biting wind
singing too sore
joy unspoken
only present and resonant
in the slowing hour
... and love is love is love
as you start loving her
she'll become more pretty
then you last remember
and her laugh will
dance around your heart
as you start loving him
he'll become more handsome
then you last remember
and his eyes will draw you in
warmer and softer
... and love is love is love