I have
Forsaken
The temporary
Death
My body yearns for,
While the Sun
Cheats on the sky
With the other half of
My Earth.

The Moon,
Has a coaxing face.
I don’t know why,
No one
Has not yet wrecked the Universe
And turned over ever Star
In search to find the perfect metaphors
To write a poem about it.

~ the girl forsaking temporary death .