I was above you, gleaming whenever darkness came,
While you shine through my light,
Everyday, with the sun,
And me on night time,
We are consistently drifting away from each other,
Making the gap between us greater,
Each passing minute,
And yet here we are,
Trying to have a gentle grasp of each other,
Craving for the warmth we could only find,
Within one another's arm,
However, we're the perfect epitome of parallel lines,
That were always close but never together,
Because you lived beneath the sky,
Where I truly belong,
I am Luna,
And you are Poseidon,
And we lived parallel to each other.
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PS. This is for my story entitled: A Pirate's Whisper (Desiderium series 1)
Hope you'll like it.
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Untold Poetry (Within The Hidden Pages)
ŞiirThey got stuck in my throat. They clung in my tongue's tip. They kept me awake at night. They are unheard, undiscussed. Do you know what they are? They are the unsaid words of untold poetry.
