I closed my eyes and realized
I flew that far to see you
I never did that for a long time
Now I'm questioning myself
I saw you sleep in front of me
Staring at you from the corner
Who hurt you this time?
You sleep uncomfortably
Do you miss me with all the turquoise?
Do you really set all the light?
Would you open your eyes?
I am here. Standing still.
I was there
Taking care of you all night.
YOU ARE READING
The Moon Flame
PoetryThere were the 7th and 8th phases of Waxing Gibbous. If you die, I will die. If you cry, I'm already gone. If we're happy, we shine.. brighter than we always had.
