Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Moon by Cory Taylor

The moon,
Dusty white and full of possibilities.

It serves as a worldly connector.
Never changing.

Its light dances on waves.
It shines on spotlights on midnight strolls.

Rocks and craters cover the surface;
Promises for the future embody the core.

As epithet to the meaning of love.
Perpetual and sweet.

The moon
sings a song known by all.

1 comment:

  1. I like your adjectives, Cory, such as "dusty white" and "perpetual and sweet." Well-written.