Moon Gravity
Run wild towards the mystical moon
they whispered softly.
Run free towards the studded sky
star in farsi is setareh.
the A is elongated
but also rounded.
I am circling
with earth. bound
by your gravitational pull
which determines
how foamy
is the sea.
(like when the wave expands)
When you’re closer,
I’m wild
magnet
thrashing against your rocks
foaming and spewing
sea
spray.
When you’re further away
I am calm.
almost a still lake
lapping at the earth’s feet
not obediently
but amicably.
content with remaining
in cooperation.
i dream of a new moon.
Mermaid Musings 