The first time I saw the moon
I knew it was love
The way they quietly mesmerized me
Their finger tips rapping on the table
And eyes scurrying to the good part of the book
They looked like every lullaby and soothing melody if it was a person
And their voice dripped with sunshine
They held the entire universe in their little pocket
And their laughter fell into my ear like shooting stars
And I made a wish
I wished for them to always be this beautiful, this enchanting and ethereal
I prayed for them to always be smiling like they were now
And i knew it was love because i didn't want to hold them, I wanted them to spread their wings higher, to do even better
YOU ARE READING
To My Lovers
PoetryI hope you miss me everytime you see the moon And i hope every starry sky reminds you of me
