for the Musings Of The Mind Poetry Contest of Ink Empress
Prompt: But to be your moon, must I wane?
I say you are my sun - the splendid resplendent worshipful dawn of my day. You say I am your moon - your lovely counterpart and your queen in every way. Always in my eyes you shine no matter the time of day. You are my idol whose light I reflect. I know you love me but in your busy world it’s I that circle you - keeping you always in my orbit, for powerfully do you pull me in to you. You call me your luminous goddess, but please do not take me literally as Luna. I do not go through phases ebbing and then glowing -over and over. My love and loyalty are constant, for I am never a mere sliver of silver, and neither do I wax at my leisure. But you would have me matter less and even have me go completely dark when temporal concerns overwhelm you. Can’t you see me here always offering my luminescence? Call me your moon, Dear. I accept that gladly, but to be your Moon, must I wane? No, to be your moon I must reign at your side. Different though our earthly roles may be, I require equality in the support, respect and love we give to one another. How you answer now is critical: Will you shine as brightly, my dear one, as I am able to shine for you? And will you be my ever abiding and adoring sun?
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