Shine On

"The moon would always remind me of you", he knew.
The beauty,
The passion,
The  glorious compassion.
"How can the moon not remind me of you?", he claimed.

Years in between.
Locked-down, quarantine.

"How can the moon not remind you of me?", she wondered.
The grace,
The light,
The unapologetic bright.
"The moon can never remind you of me", she knew.

-Abhishikta