Moonlight grazes,
The paper yellowing
With a girl's outpourings.
The soft golden spheres of streetlight
Bear witness to the
Boy and girl exulting, in
Their own emotions.
Enraptured by their own poetry.
On an introspective winter's night.
The darkness is our friend, and
The light: our mistress.
The dark rain falls
Outside; they are cocooned in
Their orb of vicarious love.
Sheltered against
The mottled external;
Close enough to observe and derive
Joy, but far enough to not
Feel the humiliating
Vulgarities of reality.
The boy writes of a frustrated
Passion; the girl loves another.
Both timidly scared of sharing
Too much of themselves
With the
Other.
The romance of the setting is
At odds with their
Relationship;
They're lovers, just not of each other.
...
The moon is a solitary sentinel.
The streetlight flickers in warm
Understanding.
The rain falls down.
With a girl's outpourings.
The soft golden spheres of streetlight
Bear witness to the
Boy and girl exulting, in
Their own emotions.
Enraptured by their own poetry.
On an introspective winter's night.
The darkness is our friend, and
The light: our mistress.
The dark rain falls
Outside; they are cocooned in
Their orb of vicarious love.
Sheltered against
The mottled external;
Close enough to observe and derive
Joy, but far enough to not
Feel the humiliating
Vulgarities of reality.
The boy writes of a frustrated
Passion; the girl loves another.
Both timidly scared of sharing
Too much of themselves
With the
Other.
The romance of the setting is
At odds with their
Relationship;
They're lovers, just not of each other.
...
The moon is a solitary sentinel.
The streetlight flickers in warm
Understanding.
The rain falls down.
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