Aug 2020
I come from where stars have been long forgotten.
I am from the moon.
Made up of tiny fragments from bated hopes.
You are made up of violet skies,
Whilst Iām made up of nothing but blue.
I wish I could tell if your intentions were true.
I am from the moon.
Made up of tiny fragments from bated hopes.
You are made up of violet skies,
Whilst Iām made up of nothing but blue.
I wish I could tell if your intentions were true.
Just one of my poems I thought I would share here.
