The moon
Brazen, light eternal
Carries itself across the sky
Like a ghostly illusion
A full, white head screaming for attention
on a black earth seemingly asleep
the moon, however, will not let fall
It comes out only when it feels the rhyme
of falling sun setting across the universe
this ball of light
filled with emotional energy
forces itself on everything that might take a peak into reality
Please light my life oh magnificent presence
Like you have this barren sky of dreams