Fallen Crescendo

Show yourself

Unlike the moon

Hiding behind the clouds

Mere glimmers of light inside

One minute it’s there,

The next it’s gone.

Baring itself as the full moon I want,

Only to hide behind a navy cloud

Draping it with mystery

And suppressed desire

The crescendo beckoned,

I caught a glimpse

And your light disappeared.


This poem is about reaching a crescendo of sorts, the peak level of your experience in relationships. I would also say, that an anti-climax thereafter is a possibility. At the crescendo, people are seen in their best light. You receive that light, and naturally, you want more. But that could be it. That could be the only light you ever see.


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