The moon

The moon hangs in the darkness,
Waxing, pale and frail
A Queen amongst the s t a r s
but oh so empty
Empty and

       a l o n e
   
Stars blend in the night s k y
s p a c e d  o u t
amongst the v o i c e s
Glittering they engulf
the forgotten

 
                     l o n e l y  s o u l s


And so the moonlight d r i f t s on
passing    a w  a  y