Many nights
I’ve spent by my
Windowsill.
Always waiting
For the clouds to move
Aside,
So I might glimpse the moon’s
Alabaster surface,
Perfect in its flaws.
Waiting is torture
Eternity slipping by.
A glimmer passes through
The indistinct silver clouds,
Renewing hope.
Always waiting
For the clouds to move
Aside,
So I might glimpse the moon’s
Alabaster surface,
Perfect in its flaws.
Comments are welcomed.
Flawed Perfection
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Flawed Perfection
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