you let me into
your moon garden
of lush wildlife and
exotic flowers
I left my footsteps
in your soft soil
marking myself forever
between your craters
picked every daisy
you had to offer
to play my game
of I love you
I love you not
now you are nothing
but a wasteland
the pain's overgrown
like your weeds
your trees are naked
and your rivers dry
I stole their leaves
and water for mine
you allowed me into
your garden of Eden
fooled to believe
I was your Eve
- August 28th, 2020
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✧ Selenophile | Poetry
Poesía❝ the sun watches what I do but the moon knows all my secrets ❞ . . . ⎯ achievements: #1 in poetry - march 14th, 2022 #3 in the dead poets awards 2020 . . . ☆ completed on july 25th, 2021
