BLACK MOON By Nathaniel Increase

You are the black moon
With a caramel skin
For you the angels will sin
For you the stars their vows croon;
They’ll crown you queen,
They’ll have you swoon,
They’ll wish you dance to their tune.
I am dust
Mere mortal
Lust in lost
Fallible
Incapable of trust;
I stand no chance
To make you dance
To the rhythm of sweet romance.
Still I’ll challenge the stars,
I’ll take the loss, I’ll nurse the scars.

You are the black moon
With a caramel skin
For you the angel of light
Will stir rebellion, war like never seen
For the entire galaxy hath no greater boon.
For you earth’s history he’ll rewrite,
Make magic, turn night to noon.
I am clay
Mere man
Fickle
Gullible, lacking in faith;
I am gentile
You are Jew,
How dare me your sacredness defile.
Still I’ll challenge the stars,
I’ll take the loss, I’ll nurse the scars.

You are the black moon
With a caramel skin
Your love a game, its prize a festoon
For which the twelve Olympians die to win.
A riddle
A battle
of might and wits, not one fit for a loon.

But I am sand
A feeble
trickle
From the maker’s hand
Irrelevant make-up of the vast ground.
I have no clue
I may never get through to you
Still I’ll challenge the stars,
I’ll take the loss, I’ll nurse the scars.