A repost

 

Is it among those sparkling stars above;

something too majestic,

yet too high

for a human heart to reach?

 

Is it down there in the deepest sea,

hiding in corals of paler shades of pearl and deeper moss of green;

or too buried in the hallow salt and pepper sands

that only the bravest could feel?

 

Or is it treacherously hiding

in red-orange and yellow-gold streaks of the horizon,

too blazing

for the wistfully longing she?

 

Or maybe it’s the missing note

to the unfinished melody that she tearfully hums

as the sun goes down,

until her tears run dry
and she falls asleep?

 

But where?

Where,where,

where

is he?

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You’re the Mona Lisa of the night sky

You’re the lady in white men and women alike

Have amused themselves

Of your beauty and mystery

You’re bold

Yet you’re never shy

And never lewd

Stars are plenty

But they can’t be compared to you;

They’re not mesmerizing as you

Few men have tried

And did conquer you

And yet

They still know so little of you

Luna, Mona Lisa of the night sky

I’m in awe of you

And I’m wondering

If he’s staring at you too.