goodnight

goodnight 
he whispered at the moon 
drifting slowly across his sky  
as if he’d been speaking 
to her 
it didn’t matter that she 
would not hear him 
as he woke in his day 
and she faded into her night 
alone 
he thought tenderly of her 

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Free verse, the muses

Inspired by Sammi Scribbles weekend writing prompt:
Goodnight
45 words