Empty

Is it a moon you seek, fool?
Alas tis mangata in pool.
Idle splendor, see it slip.
Athwart moist fingertip

Luster glorious but vain,
A Moon recedes, whims remain.
An allure superficial vice,
Lost to romantic entice.

Addle water deifies path,
Incited tides strident wrath.
Craves only skin deep
Inertia ebbs creep

Are you like insipid sea
Enthralled by beauty
Coveting enchantress night
Effigies fade by first light

Salvaging myths by dusk,
Luna remains hollow husk.
It but lavish token be,
A heart lies empty.