The moon cried, fearing she was dull.
Her gift was only ever from another.
Why, even her birth was of cull,
Her need for lover after lover.
Darling the sun shines on your flaws.
Revealing your all
And we
Children, stand in awe.
Mouths, wide, gapeing
At the beating, you've been taking.
Earth shaking and wave making,
Fragile, like waves breaking.
We love you for your light,
My midnight sun.
Raging, raging,
In the night.
-Luca Ivaldi
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 8:18 PM UTC
The moon cried, fearing she was dull.
Her gift was only ever from another.
Why, even her birth was of cull,
Her need for lover after lover.
Darling the sun shines on your flaws.
Revealing your all
And we
Children, stand in awe.
Mouths, wide, gapeing
At the beating, you've been taking.
Earth shaking and wave making,
Fragile, like waves breaking.
We love you for your light,
My midnight sun.
Raging, raging,
In the night.
-Luca Ivaldi
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