She was like the moon, and I the stars
For sometimes she'd disappear
Behind the black clouds
And sometimes
I would do the same.
But the moments we'd share
Together in the sky
People would gather around
To watch us in awe.
And we'd still be there
When we couldn't be seen
So close together
Yet millions of miles apart.
For she was the moon
Constant, beautiful
And I was the stars
That lived and died
Just to be reborn in her wake
I'm back on to this poetry community with a fresh slate.. its been a while but I'm happy to be back