Undone
Glimmering rays of reclusive moonlight
grasped feverishly underneath his soft white linens,
passing over the brisk valleys and hopeful ambitions
that should have constricted his coal into diamonds.
However dreams don't often yield jewels,
only distances that hide between isolated stars
traversed by the same withdrawn light
that casts shadows where lovers once lay sleeping.
Though the passion of his sunlight was blinding
it could not endure its own honest reflection
shamelessly revealing his silent questions.
"Who does she need? Who does she love?"
Her subtle unspoken answers pierced his heart
as the pale white beams that he had to embrace
for his only other options were those faraway stars,
too distant for anything other than "What if...?"
So he curled up in the brilliant crescent moon,
bathing deeply in its agonizing luminescence.
Falling apart completely was a quiet acceptance
though in this gentle weeping his unfortunate universe...
…could finally come undone.
- November 3, 2014 -
"30 / 365 Good night all." by C_Dave is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0
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