Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2019
Her darkest thoughts kept tucked away,
but radiance is all she wears on that sweet pale face.
Phasing in and out of wholeness;she is still the same.
The light she exudes is not her own.
The light she shines upon me is reflective of the damage done.
Not by her but to her.
She is only seen as full after shes given her absolute all.
She is my lunar lass and i love her dearly.
original poem
D Arvizu
Written by
D Arvizu  28/F
Please log in to view and add comments on poems