Night Before Full Moon
Just a small piece missing.
Stares at me from high up and smiles. But something is missing from it and it knows it as I do.
Almost a complete circle, almost!
That little piece is missing, the one that makes the difference.
Like us two.
Something was missing. Always something was missing, even if not obvious. I felt it, I knew it and I couldn’t full myself.
Tomorrow we’ll have a full moon; one more full moon away from you.
If you can gaze it without me I also can.
We all look at the same moon, my love!
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