Stains

Today I falter, 

Today I blabber 

To my aloneness, 

Today I see the moon 

Taunting at my ignorance, 

Making me realize 

That she is beautiful 

With stains 

Though I had ostentatiously 

Claimed one day that 

My inamorata is exceptional. 

Immaculate is my 

Darling's beauty, was my claim. 

But today, 

My love has hornswoggled me.

Playing truant to me,

My love has made me crestfallen. 

Witnessing my plight, 

Moon delivers smug smiles 

With all her stains.