Athena's Hall

Poetry

I. Syzygy

The moon’s gravitational pull
Brings me closer to you
One step at a time
Ever since the dawn of june
I was instantly moonstruck

You hold sanctity
That glows to the naked eye
A holy presence can be felt
Haunting my mind

Though doubts are merely sedimentary
Fabricating a thick strata
Where each day
The layer grows heavier
And impossible to ignore

But your voice is a cadence
A melody echoing through my ears
That I can’t bring to silence

II. Another poem

To be written.