You were right in front of me; a ribbon of freedom and damnation in plain sight
You were right there; I could feel you, touch you, say your name like it was a prayer and watch you turn into a miracle
and suddenly, you weren't there anymore but you were all I ever saw.
YOU ARE READING
Moonlight Hours
PoetryWhat happens when two strangers sit under the sky every night and look into each other's eyes? They fall in love.
