The Moon and I

As I walk home I stand and stare,stupefied by the beauty of the sunset
The various hues born from the rays telling a story of their own. The sun kisses the day goodbye as I resume my walk.
Thoughts invade my mind until I look up again then everything but the night vanishes, I stand awed as the night unveils its magical mystics. The moon, a graceful crescent that captures my attention, a beautiful creature *i’ll call her that* she is though abit shy she peeps at me from behind the clouds then hides again. Tonight I enjoy this game of hide and seek


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