Do you ever
look at the moon
And hope
that one day
something as great
could understand you,
with the idea that,
with as much love
as you have for it now,
that something else
So great
could love you too?
YOU ARE READING
Unkempt Poetry
PoetryRandom poems, some old, some new. I try to date them, if I know when I wrote them. Leave a comment if you enjoy them!
