Luna - Hello Poetry

Luna Jun 2014

guilt

in the light her finger tips felt like silk but at night they felt like cigarette burns

Luna Jun 2014

dirt

ash your cigarette in my hands
I'm nothing but dirt anyway

Luna Jun 2014

late nights

you were a slight figure in the
background, sitting alone at a table
you looked sad and beautiful

Luna Jun 2014

ghost

her fingertips danced down your neck and onto your chest and you're telling me you couldn't feel her rip your heart out with her bare hands?

Luna Jun 2014

changes

this is not a pen anymore, this is pure blood from my veins
and this isn't paper, it's your bedroom wall

Luna Jun 2014

distance

do your curtains and bedroom walls still whisper my name, or did hers overlap mine

Luna Jun 2014

crimson red

I thought I knew what real pain felt like,
but I didn't until I saw the way you looked at her
and the way your face lit up