it is the crescent of night
her eyes gleam in bright silver,
my heart wanes like a tide.
hope was once rising across our sky,
but is now wedging below the earth.
Feb 20, 2022
Feb 20, 2022 at 1:18 AM UTC
it is the crescent of night
her eyes gleam in bright silver,
my heart wanes like a tide.
hope was once rising across our sky,
but is now wedging below the earth.
fridge magnet poetry