Mystique Traveler
Giant circle up in sky, looking down on me,
Golden with a haze, what secrets do you see.
Traveling throughout the night you are quiet.
If you could tell the world, would there be a riot.
So serene it feels to see you above me tonight.
It is hard to imagine that some you gave fright.
Might it be there disposition for fears sake?
I ask this question before, I sleep and wake.
For you shall disappear from my sight in morn.
Though still part of sky, looking I will mourn.
Deeply I know you shall reappear next eve.
This knowledge equates my inner reprieve.
To see you again, a love that is acquired,
My mission, show how much you’re admired.
Your different shapes transformation each night,
Shows the entire mystique surrounding your light,
Time of day departs way to slow for my taste.
For I hunger to see your alteration in haste.
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