Far Away Moon Poem by Chan Mongol

FAR AWAY MOON
BY: Chan Mongol
October 1 of 2021

I am missing her, missing her appearance;
Her absent for few days seems few years.
My obsession for her developed very fast;
I am older and she is younger but I built my trust.
Love at sight is the real indeed, is the true one;
You don't have to date for ages to know someone.
When you see the moon, you don't say, I love you;
True love is the attachment with unseen glue.
True love is sacred, it is to feel, even feeling a memory;
It can be like falling leaves from my backyard tree.
We never met but I saw her acts and smiles in her video;
I regret that I am not young to find her and tell, let's go!
You don't have to have her physically but you feel her;
Feel privileged to be under the tutelage of her power.
Her love is the vigorous power, dedicated to us;
She may be the far away Moon but active to focus!