|Moon is the Man
Author: littlest clouds PM
[He is the moon.] R & R please. Or else the rubber chicken gets it... RIGHT IN THE ASS! ::swings rubber chicken from a leash::Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Romance - Words: 127 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-12-04 - id: 1523558
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A quick little thing I wrote in like, ten minutes… Not very good. But I never claimed to be a poet.
The Moon is the Man
You are the moon.
The Sea of Serenity is your forehead.
Your lips are the Sea of Clouds.
Your eyes are the Sea of Rains,
and your thoughts are the Sea of Tranquility.
Your eyes see what is extraordinary.
Like a pretty woman stranded in an ocean of hungry-eyed men,
or a sheep in wolves' clothing,
or one red sock and one blue,
or a sore thumb,
you stand out.
"Why are you not like everybody else?"
You say, "Why is everybody else not like me?"