You're the dark side of the moon;
both a mystery and a muse.
With a crescent smile upon your lips
And stars in your eyes that sparkle
Eons out of reach.
So much left unseen
Of your midnight-cloaked being
Yet knowing there's still stone
On the other side
Leaves me a blind moth
Forced to find a flickering flame;
An uncontrolled attraction
As my body takes the lead
Waiting for an eclipse
To leave me breathless,
To shift the dark side into sight
And answer with inspiration.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
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