Moon

Though the sun has set,
Still there is light.
If they are my stars,
Then you are my moon, sweet one.
Giving the most light,
In this eternal night.
Reflecting the Sun's angelic light,
You absorb it.
You are an angel yourself.
Can I fly with you?
You offer to share your shining wings with me.
But can I look up?
Can I let go long enough to soar with you?
You tap my shoulder and pluck me out my reverie.
I see the pain reflected in your eyes too.
Are you ready to fall too?
I'll let go if it will help you fly.
I will fly with you, I promise.
I won't let you fall, I swear it.
We'll hold each other up,
And fly together.

by Aimee Nell

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