The Blue Rose

Moon Of My Life What would it be like? when my moon peeks in, once more..in my window will it be as bright, as it used to be? or will its shine be covered, by the passing clouds, which take forever to pass will I be awake that long... I hope I dont miss out when it comes looking ... or will it be the smoke this time, that will blind me, the black smoke of my funeral, a pyre lit by my own two hands.. will it wait?or swim away like a koi ever elusive in the muddy sky... I do hope that it does show up though coz there are questions,too many to ask away in a night,  I hope it stays a bit longer this time long enough for us to count all the stars long enough to trace out all the galaxies and just long enough maybe, for us to start knowing each other...