FAMOUS AS THE MOON

A million times.

But all you ask for is one. 

I’m sorry, but your fame is universal. 

I had begun to believe my love for you was inadequate. 

That the adoring, sparkling eyes had given you your name.

I thought you loved that which you’d never see. 

I thought fire wasn’t as bright as the Sun. 

I thought a million times was time enough to learn to let go. 

I questioned again and again. 

I am that girl who loved you many lifetimes.

My love does not equate to one ray of your night shine.

For the millionth time I confess my love in silver tears. 

Afraid of blue skies and the glassy rain,

You were the only one who calmed the storm. 

But not for me, your hand is protected in pearl silk. 

She is a spectacle & I a brilliant fool.

She may have dazzled you, but I promise that my love will be famous as the moon. 

✾themeekarestillhere✾

PHOTO CREDITS
MOON AND STARS BY JAN MATSON