Conversations With the Moon

perched on the deck
by the sea I await
your appearance fervently.

reflections of you have me
caught up in a reverie
as you rise in the sky gently.

you are my confidante
my forever companion
my omniscient nightingale.

I can narrate to you
without feeling inane
a millionth time the same tale.

you watch everything
yet remain stoic and serene
and sans a touch you embalm me.

beacon to the ship of my life
in the blanket of night
silently you guide me.

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