The moon said goodbye
as his shadow lengthened across the sky.

Greeted by the hot rays
of the rising sun.
The flames from the sun’s
heat wave lapped at his surface.
Causing the moon to blush,
turning him a deep red.

Such a rise from a dusty guy,
thought he was lonely, but
by my surprise,
the star’s twinkled, winking
and flirting as they streek
the moon’s barren sky’s.

In the end
the sun always rises,
shaking the light
of the moon.


“Be true to the poet in you, nothing can change who you are but you. It is also your choice what you let define who you are. “

© FrogyArt™