The girl in my poems, she lives in the darkness and never steps into the light. I have never seen her but I feel her when I step into the dark. I can feel her tears when I touch her, I can hear her quietly speaking while she's lying in my arms. And while she'll never come into the light I can try to draw her with my words 'cause that's the only way she can be seen. I just hope that you'll see the beautiful girl I met in the shadows if you look at my words.
she wore moonlight like lingerie and made gentle the wild oceans of my soul
If you read any work from Atticus, these are two of his poems combined. I felt that they flowed better together. The thought of the moon and its gravitational pull of the tide, beautiful.