Oct 2019
I close my eyes slowly,
Every breath taking in the smell of honey.
My body drifts to the never-ending moon.
I can see the stars that twinkle above,
And the starfish in the ocean.
I learn how to fly.
So I incapsulate the galaxy in a mason jar.
I see how little we really are,
As I drift to the never-ending moon.
Every breath taking in the smell of honey.
My body drifts to the never-ending moon.
I can see the stars that twinkle above,
And the starfish in the ocean.
I learn how to fly.
So I incapsulate the galaxy in a mason jar.
I see how little we really are,
As I drift to the never-ending moon.
I am honestly not completely sure as to what I was trying to achieve with this poem. I think it is just short and simple and sweet. How lovely.
