DEAR MOON
Why you follow
me in the darkest nights?
Hiding kisses
and caressing secrets
Releasing the
perfume of bluebells and jasmines.
Waking up to
the nightlife creatures
Inspiring poets
with lost words
Silently
guiding my wobbly return home
If your pale light stretches discreetly over
feasts and lusts
beggars and frost or
The sad eyes of the strait dog
Because you
don't light my sad tears falling in the dark
Dear moon ....
don’t follow me anymore.

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