Tonight is the night of a full moon.
I am just sitting here starring; letting it mesmerize me.
The moon is beautiful tonight.
It is the kind of moon that makes you feel like falling in love.
No matter how long I sit beneath it’s glory,
The cynic inside does not subside.
I am forever aware of how fickle the moon is.
I think Shakespeare’s Juliet said it best:
“O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,”
You know,
The moon reminds me of him…
Beautiful, mysterious, and forever inconstant.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
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