Thursday, 8 March 2012

about the clouds and the moon

as the moon drifts through the sky
leaving trails of lunar reflection
in the hearts of clouds

I can see your eyes
blue and cracked white
focusing back at me

It is the most rough-cut of mirrors
and you, the brightest of suns

does it shine brighter when you can see it?
or do I just look harder when I think you're watching it as well