I see you in the moon
not in shape or facial features,
it’s more of an essence
a presence that you’re closer than you are
but still out of reach.
The moon shines like a single spotlight
on a barren stage of cloudless skies and ambiguous timing,
an hour away from dusk and dawn.
It shines roundly
It shines fully
it shines with no piece missing.
It is complete, whole.
Does it remind me of you
or how I feel with you?