The Rising Moon



I love the night, dark and bleak
as I gaze at the moon illuminating its beam.

 Rising from the hollowed pitch black sky
I was fascinated by its alluring, gleaming light.

 I always adore its mysterious beauty and glow
as I hide beneath the shrouding melancholic shadows.

 But tonight, looking at it, sudden chill creep to my core
For I was fooled by its light that has never been its own.
- Icee G.

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