I write stuff

last night I was gazing at the moon.
a thin crescent in the evening sky and I wondered about you..

I wondered if the moon is the same for you.. as it is for me.
beautiful and remote. a distant glimpse of something amazing..

I think of you as I think of that wondrous light..

That you too are distant from me, a remote vision of beauty and amazement filling my senses with wonder.

I miss you.. and the light you bring into my life..

There's something about you..
that makes sense.. that makes me think of the pale moon and starlight..

Something wonderful..