He is Silver,
Because the moon lives in his eyes,
And his soul is blithe,
You can see it flying in a boundless sky.
She is Golden,
Because she is perfect,
Like the sun has tinted her spirit,
With the most beautiful sunset.
But I am transparent,
Because there's no genuine light within me.
I am like the hidden constellations,
Full of stars that no one seems to notice.
I loved him,
Even though I knew they were meant to be together.
The sun and the moon
Are destined to dance in a beautiful infinite,
While maybe I am meant to fall,
Like a shooting star.
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Poetry|I never told you And you will never know The secrets the stars whispered to me That night under the moon| Cover credits to: @LeroyGraphics
