Some Love
Some Love
The moon gazes tenderly on the unspectacular spectacle of my deep love for you...
It observes the kisses unreturned, the glances unmet, and my unclothed desire.
And as I toil beneath several alert moons and aware suns, I hope against hope and receive just that: hope.
Cloaked in this fragile hope, I wander anew the well-worn path.
And feel keenly the biting wind of passing time...