gaps of sunlight leave me
gasping for air.

the runaway moon
it's eloquent persuasion
spilling silver on the ones
who watch it's journey

bruised knees from stumbling
like a little child, small and joyous
the night caves in as the moon runs away
in secluded exhilaration

the cusp of madness,
utter lunacy
tainting the moon in crimson.
delirious with longing
for a drop of golden sun

stars were the silent witnesses,
their fairy winged presence
scrambling for pens and paper.
elegies flowing freely from its tip,
they drenched the sky in waves of ink

the crepuscular glow of luna
shining down,
wearing the metallic tears
like a lavaliere around the neck
of a materialistic beauty

the runaway moon
ran out of breath
it's strides slowing to a stop

it never moved again
it's idleness making
the watchers worry.

fear grew in place of harmonies
as the world fell to an untimely close.

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dedicated to idrees's pieces 🥺
we were messing around
and this happened