---------☆ 𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢. ☆---------

-moon

; i run away,
moon passes the day,
we live,we see,
we dream,we breathe.

there are two of us,
who talk through the skies,
two of us,who are shining so bright,
we take the first star in the sky,
we imagine how it feels to fly.

You're my moon,
I speak to you
when i'm sad
I stare at you,
when you're far.

Moon,the seventh sense,
my beautiful dream
for you and I.