[poem01] moon.

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/ supermoon in may 2020 /

/poem01/ moon.

Tonight I ask the moon:

Is the moon laughing or the moon half gone?

Is the moon happy or the moon crying alone?

Is the moon shining or the moon hiding its heart?

Is the moon full but self-cut?

The moon tells me that:

The moon cries but doesn't tell anyone,

the moon is sad but no one whispers,

the moon is bright to understand you,

but your heart is too tight to know.

Moon loves you with an innocent heart,

moon loves you with a foolish soul,

is your heart wide enough to love the moon back?

Or will you turn away when the moon is not completed?

Tonight,

the most beautiful moon, you still love the moon.

Tomorrow,

the moon is neither beautiful nor round,

the moon cuts itself off,

to sink down each drop of sadness,

you still love the moon?

thu,

saigon,

20 february, 2019.