"the inability to to construct a future."

I am the moon,
I too have my phases.
27/5/2019

If
I don't trust my own capacity,

I'm a shattered glass

Who can mend it?

you carry the night, merge into me
like a song of the sea,

dark night of song,
budding like an early rose,

my heart strums its
favourite chords,
dreams of your love,

when i was dark and alone
you found me,
mending me, loving me.