in the morning i look up high,
the sun is almost as bright as you shine
the clouds look as soft as my heart is,
and now they cry because i miss you
then the rain gives a solemn goodbye
the sun is almost as bright as you shine
now everything is fine,
i see your face in the sky
in the night i look up high
the moon is almost as bright as you shine
the clouds look as soft as my heart is,
and now they cry because i miss you
then the rain gives a solemn goodbye
the moon is almost as bright as you shine
as the stars align,
i see your face in the sky
YOU ARE READING
Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)
Poetrythis is a collection of poems reaching all the way back to August 2007, slowly but surely i'm adding them all in. NOTE: they are in reverse chronological order. also, not yet completely edited.
