The Mind of a Selenophile
She stares from above; Never blinking
Always watching with undivided attention
Despite my deeds and inactions she never turns away
For this, I yearn for her the more
Her glow is mesmerising; sometimes golden, sometimes silver and atimes blood red
Nonetheless her beauty never fades just like her love
In her glow I'm bathed and I find peace
Her eyes see no wrong but loves unconditionally
Come what may, she still stays true
Never changing
I'm a man of few words so do forgive my brief writing. This is a little piece I wrote about the Moon not so long ago. I hated the idea of my writing skills going to waste and decided to write about one thing I really like. As a selenophile I decided to share some thoughts . I hope you enjoy this piece.
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