the moon, my constant companion
sweetly kissed by his beams
as i drift into dreams.
when i wake his light guides my way.
In this darkest blue night
I need no other light
the clouds and the haze drift aside.
with an indirect glow
forms are lost in shadow
my eyes reflect all night and space.
he shines bright in full phase
although knowing in days
his love will be lost in black night.
then I'll once more rely
on inanimate lights
while traveling this life on my own.
i've been fixated and facinated by how beautifully comforting, yet lonely the full moon has seemed in recent days. being at work before the sun has risen gives me extra time to contemplate these things.