I hope the sun loves me
As much as my pen loves the paper
I hope the moon becomes me
And I turn my tears into water vapor
Let the earth be my playground as I roam and learn
I want to exalt my adolescence into the universe
Let my joy reflect in the moon's glow
As I adventure during my soul search
I hope I can breathe in the freedom
And exhale gladness
I hope the sun makes love to my melanin and I sweat the jubilation in all its fragment
Then
Let the moon caress my skin whilst I transform bringing peace within
I just hope the sun loves me
I hope it loves me deeply
Even when I grow to the age where I rest easy
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Entities Of The Soul
PoetryHonestly, this is just poetry that I let flow from my heart, mind, and obviously soul. Some will be personal and very passionate, some will be chill and relaxing.
