Reaching for the Moon: A Love Unrequited

She stands upon the mountain's edge, reaching for the sky,

Her heart filled with longing; her soul ready to fly.

She yearns for the moon, that shining sphere above,

And in the night, she wanders, to bask in its love.

But like a bird with clipped wings, she cannot soar,

For her love for the moon is a one-sided chore.

She's the eclipse that blocks its shine, a cursed fate,

Her heart aches for a love that she can never hold,

As she reaches for the sky, with a heart so bold.

The moon, a distant lover, out of reach and sight,

Yet She meanders every night, upon the mountain's crest,

In search of her love, with a soul so obsessed.

For she knows that her love is unrequited,

She still stand under the clear sky, grazing at her moon,

from a thousand Miles, waiting for the love that she so fervently yearns.