found you with your one true love
each time I look at the mocking orb
I could see you there together
silence grows like the moons in between
as it fades into each of its phases
each time I think I have put it to rest
the crescent moon glows once again
with still many more to come yet
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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