There are a lot of faults
Still it entices me to stare at a star
I took it from my mother
Taking beautiful ornaments from the sky
She said it's always sad
When the sky is blue
That's why it needs a kiss from the sun
It twinkles once
And my heart reflects
By beating twice.
Loving a star only my,
imagination can touch
I am perplexed at the shine
But nothing glows inside
That I could hold on for a bit longer
YOU ARE READING
To Be What We Are
PoesieI saw a bleeding blue sky... Standing next to an angry ocean.
