Daylit Moon

The distant pings of a windchime Dance around my head like fairies My lungs fill with the warm breeze But my eyes are distracted By a white stamp against the blue sky Everything I've learned as a child Whispers that this is wrong Why is it so beautiful? I drink in the sight of it Of her, of me? Its very being changed by the summer Showing its face while the sun shines on In defiance of expectations, Defiance of rules Her blemished skin glaringly contrasts The smooth blue of the sky Unashamed "I am here", it calls to me My eyes sting as I whisper "I am too" My words carried off by the wind