|The many phases
Author: fenrirlupifilius PM
I wrote this a while ago, after a short but sort of meaningful relationship was over. She used to like the moon so it was... a bit obvious I guess. This is my first post, so I hope you like it. Or hate it. But, as any living being, it just hopes not to be unconspicuous.Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Romance - Words: 118 - Published: 07-24-12 - id: 3044553
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And every night it s different;
I recognize her every time,
Though every time it s changed.
I don t know what makes her
Shine before she takes a dark veil;
I can only guess what sad memory
In shadows sometimes hides her up high.
But every night I look up to see her,
And when she s not there I can
Still in the dark perceive er.
For despite her many phases
I ve seen her shine again
And in the vault retake her seat
To light my path stricken by pain.
And, despite her many faces,
I took a peek under the veil,
And I could know for certain
There s only one, and one of her.