Friday, January 29

moon tan

For every sleepless night we've spent
in the warmth of its silver glow,
the moon poured a bit of itself
into the colour of our souls
that's how you found me
that's how I found you
shining we stood
through the long dark nights of winter
like each other's moon
before waning each day
into the oblivion of our daylight,
and the slumber it brings.