She Steals The Light Of Morning Sun Poem by Angelica Duardo

Can I leave the moon behind?
Can I make it disappear
If is always in front of me?
That silver rock with many faces
That distant star that never burns

She moves around me every day
She moves the water where I rest
She makes the night oh! So much brighter
She steals the light of morning sun

So cold and distant
When she, as warm as she can be, calls my name
I would see her forever,
If forever I lived

And her voice is so silent
When she calls my name
Yet I’ll see her forever
Until my forever ends

When she grows
When she’s small
When she’s bright
Or goes unseen
I always wish to dance
To her crater’s tune

And pass, have now
Cycles of countless shinny nights
And yet, I stare at her ageless eyes

I feel her coldness more often now
When I’m alone, and old and tired-
She grows still to unseen beauty,
I grow old into repulsed flesh

We are both lonely
Hanging on the dark
I’m forgotten, she’s beloved
And yet I see her every night

I see her now with blind-full eyes
And still I wish to dance and sway along
Her crater’s dance

And pass have now in front my eyes
Countless cycles of starry skies
But I see tonight no shining moon
For is tonight, that I left behind the moon