the moon peeped at me
through thick curtains
hung to block the brutal january cold
with continuous winks and a meaningful smile,
invited me for a date under the sky
at midnight

the moon is still there
throwing a hanging hug
probably waiting for my response
ignorant of my reluctance

i won’t go
i will let the moon glow
and further grow

i will bide my time instead
i will wait for eternity
for the venus
— now combust and retrograde–
to return to me
and unravel the mystery
why my love is unrequited

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