Enigmatic Moon Poem by Taylor Messer

The Moon is my light.
It shines all night.
No need to look above.
It looks over me like Love.

The Moon wears it scars on the suface.
Taking hits left and right.
Never taking off the night.

Hanging over me like a bad habit.
One I can't break.
It's craters remind of all my mistakes.

No one can see the dark side.
Only what luminates the sky.
We can only feel the enigma.
What makes us cry.

The Moon tugs on our sea's.
Just as Love tears at me.