I've lost my moon somewhere in the crevass of my pocket. I realized only when I looked up Feeling that something wasn't right. I reached my hand in my pocket, Finding my keys, my wallet, Everything but you.
I've lost my moon somewhere in the crevass of my pocket. My fingers roaming through lint stars & loose string galaxies. I lost my moon checking every pocket on my jeans. The lint stars all out of orbit. I reached my hand in my pocket. Finding my keys, my wallet, everything but you
The only thing that makes my night that much brighter
Inspired by YourQuote's Star Gazer. Original piece did not have a title
They loved the inspired piece that I written and okay'd to post.