Embraced by the thick evening clouds,
You never seemed so enchanting.
You are like a plain deep painting,
which, with such art puts me into a doubt.
Are you my beauty?
Or will be my melancholy?
I could not measure your depth
However, still in my curiosity.
Then I interpreted, how pleasant you are!
Though I could only feel you afar !
And it became that the moon
represents your heart
That a night will collapse without your light.
Despite you are a bit obscured.
I am always the person
who is by you allured.
©hergrace
H