I reached for the moon,
But I fell into the dark.
Now you are gone,
And she is my shooting star.
These skies have torn and stitched my heart.
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Rainfall in May
PoesíaA growing collection of recent poems with varying styles and subjects. I apologize for any errors, as this was uploaded from my mobile device.
Far Skies
I reached for the moon,
But I fell into the dark.
Now you are gone,
And she is my shooting star.
These skies have torn and stitched my heart.
