My love, it's you, casted in the moon.
My love, it's me, seen inside the sun.
An orb of light and ground,
A ball of bright and sound.
A sea of rock and orbit,
A sky of red to lure it.
The moon it glows far in the dark,
The sun it shines near to a mark.
Far away and yet so here,
In my arms, the moon so dear.
You, my moon, we are as one,
And I as yours, your dashing sun.
Flowers that bloom from night to day,
Souls that loom tonight to stay.
Balls of life brought so high,
Need eachother in the sky.
Red and blue, the sun and moon,
Green and hue, the sky so soon.
Orchids that shine in our dear lights,
We are the sparks that brought to life.
An orb endearing and sweet,
A ball flamboyant and neat.
A sea of waves that groove,
A sky of winds to move.
My love, it's you, that darling in the moon.
My love, it's me, that lady in the sun.
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12 AM Thoughts || Original Midnight Poetry
PoetryDo you ever smile at 12 AM, staring at the moon, Watching as stars glisten by, Coloring the darkness Only for the sun to take them away too soon? Wonders so full of amusement at the night sky, Smiling at 12 AM With an imagination And hearts full of...
