Moonshot


We were timeless

timeless as the moon.

Full

of ourselves

full 

of our opportunities

shining

like polished silver

in the dark.

We forgot about the tides

the cycles

the ebb and flow.

Forgot

we would be worn away

to a crescent.

We only remembered

the renewal

our chance

to do it all again.


https://www.whiskyblot.com/journal/moonshot-by-lynn-white



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