Christine K. Trease
Sultry Moon - Poem by Christine K. Trease
Honey-eyed crescent that floats in the sky,
why do you not hear the wishes of I?
My hopes are too big to be cast to a star
so I wish them to you, who floats careless, afar.
Pine-mist scented darkness, fragrant and sweet,
provides a safe haven and soothing retreat
for wishers like me to cast hopes to the sky,
so why do you not hear the wishes of I?
Heavy with hopes of an unanswered 'morrow,
my wishing thus far has but led to my sorrow.
I can see that my dreams won't be coming true soon, so
I'll sit here each evening and wish on the moon.
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