Full Moon

The night is dark
But the light of the sun
Reflected through this satellite
Is shining down on us

I rest my head
By the striped seats of the bus
As I stare at the perfect roundness of
The seemingly cratered disc
Silvery, shimmering, with halo-like ring
I admire
Even if the shadows of the clouds
Is trying to hide its beauty

It's running after me
With toss and turns
Of curves and straights
To every path we take
It's watching over me

Gleaming with bursts of light
Bleeding in luminosity
The radiant moon has come to
Embrace me with the touch
Of an endearing gentleness
And flashing me that passionate glare
Like eyes beaming in fantasy


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