the night sky comforts me.
it makes me feel at home.
the stars keep me company.
and the moon's light gives me hugs.
the darkness wraps me in a blanket.
and the owls speak to me over head.
i'm too fond of the night to go to sleep,
for i am a child of the moon and the whole night sky.
YOU ARE READING
a collection of poems.
Historia Cortathese poems are basically artsy words that describe how i feel. i'll let you decide if they're emo or not. *finger guns*
