From a Secret Admirer

Dear Luna,

While you've not known that I exist,

In shadows deep, I've stood

And memorized your every curve

Relentlessly, since boyhood.

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Quite brazenly, I've lain in wait

'Til you came into view,

To gaze in awe as you passed by,

Once more enthralled by you.

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I've come to know your every mood

From saturnine to bright

And every nuanced mask you've worn

Across the stage of night.

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I've felt the sting of jealousy

As others ventured near

Unraveling your mysteries

While I stayed, stranded, here.

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And yet, I've witnessed as I watched

From my viewpoint below,

More intrigue, romance and mystique

Than they could ever know.

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And so tonight, I pen these words

That you will never see,

Because you don't know I exist.

In Adoration,

Me

© April 16, 2023, Dana O. Crandell. All rights reserved.

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