Underneath the moon she sleeps,
keeping his heart close and feeling
safe and comforted by his presence.
He is the essence of love to her,
the glory of love for which she had sought.
She sleeps beneath the moon.

She is his shining star, an orb
of such brilliance that she blinds him.
Of the many stars in the sky, his eye finds
her. No magnification is used. How do you
expand on the infinite scope of this bright light?
He just continues to be blinded. He is fine with it.

(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014


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