arms draped in crescents
eyes open to the pale nighttime sadness
we lay like a mural on the darkness of bedsheets
we shiver like silver
stars leave their trails on our cheeks
we have never been more radiant
we have never been more heartbroken
we are the moon
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 11:09 AM UTC
arms draped in crescents
eyes open to the pale nighttime sadness
we lay like a mural on the darkness of bedsheets
we shiver like silver
stars leave their trails on our cheeks
we have never been more radiant
we have never been more heartbroken
we are the moon
