Changing moon 


​Glowing face, fully reflecting light. 

Hanging by chords struck by heaven’s roars. 

Down pour of a soul amidst the storm. 

Surrounded by splendor yet orbiting a world not his own. 

Controlling waves and shifting of tides. 

Clouded memories strolling in time. 

Waiting beside the gravity in darkness for a simple hello. 

Losing himself as he holds his phone awaiting the call. 

Just another night, a phase of the moon.

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