Seven moons in the sky,
dance above my eyes,
the taste of moonshine on my tongue.
When at first they seem kind,
one by one they smile,
but turn their backs and face the sun.
For seven moons I cry,
knowing all the while,
that's just the way the world is strung.
~ rhianna power (@rhiannalpower)
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Little Thoughts
Şiir"My soul is a star, locked in orbit. An endless ellipse, the centre; you're it..." Sometimes poems, sometimes passages, sometimes little thoughts. ?☺️ Highest rank in poetry: #39 (May 9, 2018)
