Poem: Moon face

The Poetry Podcast

You scare me, With your face like the moon. It turns like an owl, And stares with a loom. Your greetings are invites, And your words spoken like a tale. You can’t be real, A human so pale. Not by completion but by complexity, A drawing of what a person could be. Your a mystical creature, Far from this land. But your nice enough, With gentle hands. I can forgive your solemn face, Because your heart ticks with grace. Come with me, We can escape this foreign place. Neither you or I belong to this race, We are part of people in space.

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