to moon

 moon 

pale,wan,white

what fumes 

and fog

will do

on a blurry night

\soon 

youll shed

your cocoon

and regain

your sight

im so sickly 

im so inside

concealed,just

like a swan

im so tired

of nothing

nothing s

all i look upon

but then i see

your eyes

oh moon

you lend the light 

a flame

a spark

a sparse

delight

do come 

shine 

in milton 

as you are

and i can live

inside your laugh

and smile 

tonight