It's only here on my balcony,
when it lifts me up
for the night to see,
Am I able to reach my arm out
and leave my fingerprints on the moon.
YOU ARE READING
Beyond the Words
Poetry"A poem begins with a lump in the throat." (Robert Frost) Collection of poems, Volume One (2012-2013) © Copyright by Dahlia Pimentel. All rights reserved.
