dear moon,
sometimes
i force myself
to stay awake
for i fear
i might miss
the twinkle of
the brightest star
and may never
know how the
moon shimmers
(even) in the
darkest hours
one hundred forty.
dear moon,
sometimes
i force myself
to stay awake
for i fear
i might miss
the twinkle of
the brightest star
and may never
know how the
moon shimmers
(even) in the
darkest hours