238,855 Miles

I am the moon. You see me in my darkness.
My reflected light illuminates your lovely
Features. I must orbit. I can't go. I stare
From all those miles away at you. You're
Earth, alive and warm, and, if the forces
That we feel would let me, I would crash
To you, and we would spin through space
As one, and I'd give up my borrowed light.
I'd give up being anything to make myself
A part of you. I stare from all those miles
Away. You're wrapped in clouds. I cannot
Comprehend what you won't let me see.
I orbit you, the one I love. I freeze above
You, in my darkness. One day, maybe,
Gravity will get the better of inertia.
Then I'll fall. Will you receive me,
Your benighted moon?



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-04-12 at 01:54

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