The Rest Is Unwritten

Original Poetry

A love affair
between the moon,
the stars
and the girl in the white
nightdress.
She looked to the stars
when she wished for love.
When she looked to the moon,
then she said nothing,
for the moon understood everything
that needed to be said,
without saying anything at all.

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