The Value

I’d like to imagine. Just for a little bit. If you don’t mind
Of course

I envision that. If I could be. I would like to be
The moon

Sparkling in the darkness. Outshining any star. Flawlessly perfect
At night

I’d expect you’d look at me. Every once in awhile. And wonder to yourself
My beauty.

Yes, indeed. You would draw me. You would write about me.
But futilely

You could never capture me. Never recreate me. Only glimpse me
From afar

And then maybe. You would understand. What it is like
For me