She was like the moon, and I the stars For sometimes she'd disappear Behind the black clouds And sometimes I would do the same. But the moments we'd share Together in the sky People would gather around To watch us in awe.
And we'd still be there When we couldn't be seen So close together Yet millions of miles apart.
For she was the moon Constant, beautiful And I was the stars That lived and died Just to be reborn in her wake
I'm back on to this poetry community with a fresh slate.. its been a while but I'm happy to be back