Crescent moon

The sickle-shaped
        crescent moon
cradles my thoughts
        my feelings tonight
        

Light that brings
        comfort in the darkness
the horns upon which
        dreams are hung

I know that if
        she once loved me
she will love me
        always because

love casts no shadows
        is never fickle
resolves all chaos
        rebukes all dilemma

love creates bright
        constellations that burn
with the fire
        of human breath

my pulse beats
        in time to ocean blood
my feet firmly fixed
        on cosmic soil

John Lyons

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