I stare at the moon and admire its glow and mystery.
It shines on my face as if it only shines for me.
It gives me a sense of security.
I search far into the night sky and try to imagine what lies beyond it.
Does my eternal peace lie just beyond the moon or does my destiny lie within
the cold night air of the endless sky?
I'm intrigued by the evening light that creeps through my window as if
keeping me company till morning.
I dream to share that evening glow with someone again.
To be able to cherish how the light caresses every line and curve of his body
and accent the radiance of his face.
For now, it is still only the moon and I who rest alone.
