Every night

I sculpted the sky

Hopelessly searching for love,

Amidst a constellation of million stars,

Until you shone upon me to end my quest…

Flashing a subliminal face filled with love,

You declared that you were the lone moon,

waiting for me with bated breath

to acknowledge your love, night after night.

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This winning poem was written for the prompt # underthestars given by The Hive.

PICTURE CREDIT: Pixabay