Every Night

This is the longest poem I've written thus far, but please read until the end, it's worth it,

The '~' a indicates a stanza break

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Every night.,

She went

To look.

Every night,

She looked

To stare

~

As the

Girl would

Stare,

At the

Gleaming

Object,

In the sky.

~

Every night,

She would

Go,

to look.

Every night,

She would

Bask,

In its light.

~

As the

Moon

Changed.

Growing,

In the

Sky.

~

As

Every night,

She would

Adore

The moon.

As

Every night,

The moon

Would grow.

Slow,

and steady.

~

As the

Moon

Grew In size,

She felt

Peace,

bellow

It’s silver

Light.

~

As

Every night,

She would

Watch,

With

Glowing

Delight.

As

every night,

The light

Never ceased,

To amaze.

~

As the

Girl

Watched,

Seated on

the grass.

She felt

Peace,

Under

It’s light.

~

As

Every night,

It grew,

and

grew.

As

Every night,

Passed

Until,

It was

full.

~

As she

Saw,

that

Beautiful

ball,

A longing

Apeaired.

But

of what

She longed for,

She

did not know.

~

Then

Every night,

The moon

Would shrink.

Then

every night,

She shed

A tear.

~

As she

When out,

Every night

Just

To watch,

Her friend

Dissipear.

~

But

Every night,

She

would sill,

Watch the sky.

But

Every night,

She

Would still,

Wait.

~

As she

Waited,

The moon

Waited

as well.

Before,

Apering

Once more.

~

That night,

She

Saw

a sliver.

That night,

Her tears

Were

Of joy.

~

As the

Sight,

Of

Her friend,

Her

Heart swelled.

And she

Cheered

With glee.

~

And

Every night,

She watched

In awe.

And

Every night,

She watched,

Her love

Grow.

~

As she

grew,

She changed,

So she would

Stay up

With the moon.

And sleep,

During

It’s sister’s

Share.

~

Over time,

She would

Gladly

Watch

It grow.

Then,

She would

Sadly,

watch it

Shrink.

~

And,

Each time

It

went away,

It hurt.

Even though

She knew,

That It

would

Come back.

~

That was

The game

That they

Played.

As the

years

Went by.

~

It came,

And it went.

It Came,

and it went.

~

Until

One night,

It

did

Not return.

~

Her love,

Her world,

Was gone.

~

And

She cried.

And

She cried.

And

She cried.

~

And

All She

Could do,

Was

cry.

~

Until,

There was

Soft

silver light.

And

the woman

Looked up,

To see

A stranger,

Who

Didn’t feel

That strange.

~

Her silver hair

Was laced

With stardust,

Emitting

A gentle glow,

In

The dark,

Moonless

night.

~

Do you

Know

Who I am?

~

Her voice,

Was

Soft

and loving.

~

Her tears stopped,

As

Her eyes

Went wide.

~

You are

The moon

~

Her voice,

Was

Barely

A

Whisper.

~

She nodded,

And

As She did,

The starlight

In her hair,

Danced

In the dark.

~

And She,

Nelt down

Infront

Of her.

Whipping

The tears,

From

Her cheeks.

~

Eyes

meet

eyes.

Ethereal silver,

meets

Earthly brown.

~

Within,

Those

Silver disks,

She could

See herself,

Blossoming.

From

The girl,

Who was

Afraid.

That

the moon,

Would not

Return.

To the

Grown woman,

Who

Still now,

Watches

The moon.

~

As you

Have,

Been watching

Me.

I have,

Been watching

You.

~

You

keep me

Company,

While the others

Slumber.

~

The moon

Placed a kiss,

Between

Her brows.

~

As she felt

The moon’s Lips

Upon her head,

It felt,

Both

Cold,

Like the night.

And

Warm,

Like the light.

~

It was just

What she

dreamed,

It would be.

~

All,

That

She had

Longed for,

Was

Right

In front

of her.

~

And gently,

She closed

the gap

between

their lips.

~

The woman

Had Melted,

From

Pure joy.

~

But

The moon’s

touch,

Became faint

As She

pulled away.

~

As much,

As I’d

Like

To

stay.

I

fear,

I

Cannot

Hold,

This

Form,

For

much

longer.

~

Tears

Filled her eyes

Once more.

~

But

My love,

I can,

Take you

With me.

~

You can,

Become a star.

And we,

Could be

Together

Forever.

~

She kissed

The moon,

Before

She gave

Her reply.

~

I would

Like,

Nothing more.

~

With that,

The two

ascended,

Up

InTo

The

Sky.

~

And now

Each night,

They bask,

In

the other’s

Light.

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~~Ben Ray