Gaze at the moon
Especially when it is full
On a cloudless night
See everything so bright

All those scars on the moon
Exposed by the bright light of the Sun
And for all to see

Does she think she is beautiful?
Or does she think she is ugly?

Wonder if it is sad
And hurt
After all with all these scars

Or is it just happy
Hanging there
With the memories
Of infinite passionate encounters