Lemon Seeds | A Collection Of Poetry

between stars***

Eric was the moon

A quiet sort of isolated personality.

Watching everybody on earth

From far far away.

He was always in space-

Just like the sun

Just like June.

June was bright and fiery

loud in the silence

But she too seemed to drift

It was a warm sunny day when we saw them meet

It got quiet almost as though we knew it was special

Even though it wasn't

But eventually all was forgotten

Months later, Eric asked her to dance

She was dressed in yellow,

Eric in grey

The kind of grey that made June wish she could say damn

The shade of yellow that made Eric stutter a bit

The kind of dance that pulled everyone in to see

To see

Because the sun and the moon seemed to compliment one another

The sun and the moon seemed to look at one another with stars in their eyes

And we could only wish for a sliver of moonlight

The night ended, and the sun rose

A smile pulling at her cheeks

Because this is what she'd been waiting for weeks

And they grew against one another

Seemingly fitted to the other

They had their fights and breaks

But remained friends through it all

So when June began to grow cold

And she gained a cough

Eric took her in

Soup and bread only

he had said

But a week went by

No change

If anything she only seemed to grow paler and weaker

So the doctor came in

But all was well-it was only the flu

So bedrest and soup it was

But the flu never seemed to go away

So they went to the hospital

Snow falling from the skies

Clumping in the grass and wetting the walks

June was smiling

June was laughing

June was happy

And Eric was trying to be for her at least

So he carried her in

Told the nurse everything

And retold the same story to the doctor

This was a different doctor

She smiled that smile

The smile doctors give when they're worried

When they question if it truly is the flu