I look up at the sky three times,
wondering if you're doing fine
In this fairytale world of mine,
do you see how the star shines?
As much as I yearn for your hand,
I shall not seek to leave
this place called neverland
So I'll wait for you, my Peter Pan.
YOU ARE READING
With love, Luna
Puisia collection of short pieces and little thoughts from an amateur writer. published march 15, 2022
