Smitten by Moon.
Crescent, half or full, 'you' will be 'my moon' forever. Sometimes, like tonight, I stand here, looking for you, as if I am playing hide and seek. There I find you, among those stars. I happily place you in between my thumb and the index finger. "Caught you!", I say, and you as still as a statue, are still stuck between my fingers. Some nights, I cannot find you. Not losing my hope, I keep on searching for you, but then I realize, you aren't here. And then, there are some nights, I fail to be here, at this place, but you just appear. But do you know? We never remain alone. Stars accompany us. Perhaps, you've got more stars. Some glittering stars are with you, there, in the sky, while the million other beaming admirers like me, are below here. There might be zillion stars, but you moon, you are unique. Crescent, half or full, 'you' will be 'my moon' forever. ------------------------------------------------------------...