writing

Empty Night

A clear sky greets me, full of stars.

I grasp this moment, fleeting as it is.

But, no moon floats up in the sky,

No place for me to feel we’re connected.

I tuck my heart back in my chest,

And wander through the leaves.

I know the moon will soon return,

and I can dream again.

Till then, I bid you good night.

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