Did you hear about the boy
who fell in love with the moon?
He used to say that the night
could never arrive too soon.
He would wait at his window
in anticipation
to greet her with his shameless
adoring elation,
and she would soak it all in
reflecting the light he gave,
returning the compliments
and the caring that he craved
but her bright, round pleading eyes
couldn't continue to conceal
the truth about her own shine
and the way she really feels,
so she would wait behind the clouds
to try and avoid her fears
as he would wait hungrily,
howling out heartbroken tears.
When she finally returned
in symmetrical full sight,
the boy realised at last
she held someone else's light.
He lost his wolf-like hunger,
letting out a final roar,
he trudged back to the forest
to chase love's light no more.
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