The moon is often the worst of all
it shines to make you fall in love
it waxes and wanes, rises and falls
sudden bursts passions,
of heavenly serenity
and makes you take a long flight above;
At times when you feel tired of watching
pointlessly for hours or waiting for it in vain
it plays hide and seek, hiding hours among the clouds
slowly peeking,
it gently wakes you up from your sleep
and make you fall for it all over again.
Then it disappears once again
within the clouds, without a sign, without a clue
lost in those dark cushions,
allowing you to feel special,
letting your imaginations run wild
and making you believe once again that it shone just for you.
