The moon saw her lie alone in her darkest dreams on her bloody bed
The stars flared up seeing her burn in her own pain every night every day
The darkness would engulf her lonley ways and lead her to the starry sky
All alone she stood there with her closed eyes
She could neither see nor watch herself
She could neither breath nor hurt. Herself
She could neither feel not touch herself
She could neither fight not scream for herself
Then one day the moon had smiled
Seeing her sleep with a peaceful delight
The stars had sighed on seeing her smile
The girl was cuddled up in her bed amidst the stories of all she dreamt
He held her tight maybe she knew it now
He pressed her legs she felt his strength
He caressed her hairs she felt his nimble touch
He embraced her fears she felt so safe
She knew it all along every time from then
She never opened her eyes to see his face...she wanted to love him with all her grace
She wanted to feel his eyes on her
He wantee to find his pain and love
She never opened her eyes again
She layed their in his arms
In her dreams
In her death
- to my grim reaper.
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Burning water
Poetrya set of poetry oozing out of my hands. stories that feel like moon to your stars and dream that burn your skin like the sun. Can water burn you? Yes when its splashing comd yet boiling hot when you can see death kissing your life. some minimal dra...
