Look at the moon
It's full and complete
Like my love
Silver, white, shining
Bright.
Why can't you see?
Its allure and profundity
Its enormity, its purity
When it's spread out naked
Unwrapped by cowardice
Taboos and hypocrisy
Why can't you see it?
Inviting you to explore it
Maybe you think
Love has phases just like
The moon
Maybe you are afraid
Of a waning love
Suddenly disappearing
Leaving you in dark.
But dear!
Don't look ahead
Love may hide sometimes
Or it may grow silent
But it breathes and shines
Somewhere,
Beyond the sight.
Maybe you think / Love has phases just like / The moon But it breathes and shines / Somewhere / Beyond the sight.... //.... Seen or unseen, love is not love which alters when it alteration finds. So, it has nothing to do with the changing phases of moon. Thanks for sharing.
A magnificent poem! Love may hide sometimes or it may grow silent...I appreciate your inner feelings....endearingly expressed! Top score!
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A brilliant expression has been made having an entwining of love and moon. I appreciate the way of presentation. Marvelous work. Thank you dear madam for sharing this gem with us.