Jan 2020
'Moonlight' he called her
'Why' she asked
"You're the glow that lights up my dark
The white to my black
The torch of my path
The colour to my sight
(Most importantly)
The love to my life"
She smiled
She blinked
He disappeared
She blinked
He appeared
She cried
"My Moonlight" he whispered
"Yours" she smiled
Vanished. Together.
~Ishvarya
'Why' she asked
"You're the glow that lights up my dark
The white to my black
The torch of my path
The colour to my sight
(Most importantly)
The love to my life"
She smiled
She blinked
He disappeared
She blinked
He appeared
She cried
"My Moonlight" he whispered
"Yours" she smiled
Vanished. Together.
~Ishvarya
I've always loved the moon. The very fact that she comes out when not many people will see her is a beauty by itself, don't you think?
