tonight i saw the moon
imitate a man
the wisp of a cloud passed by it
as the man beneath it lit a cigarette
tonight a flower stole a woman's hair
it too could be as lovely as she
though it hasn't the need
tonight there was a full man
with half a heart
singing his sad, bright song
to whomever would listen
tonight a woman became two
tied to forever with a metal band
never happier or utterly uncertain
as she'd ever been before
tonight
tonight was a very special night.
YOU ARE READING
here are the words trapped in my head
Poetry"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." ~ Robert Frost. Most of my emotions have barely found thoughts, but here are the words I've found so far. ~ p o e t r y b o o k ~
