i’ve always wondered how you were made,
not in the shallow, human concept
of Conception and Birth
more on how you were
really Made
frankly, i have no idea but
i do have a fine guess
i envision a goddess
dressed in a robe made of
stardust and ****** tears,
resting upon the crescent moon
as she watched over humanity
for some reason,
she loved your mother
very much
she watched her through
lovers, heartbreaks, hardships
she wept
whenever your mother cried,
and made constellations
whenever she smiled
she loved your mother so much
that she gave the gift of You
made with the same material
as the stars, as the full moon,
as the gems she buried
beneath our earth
and i guess
the goddess loved me too
because she gave me
the miracle of meeting you
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 3:06 AM UTC
i’ve always wondered how you were made,
not in the shallow, human concept
of Conception and Birth
more on how you were
really Made
frankly, i have no idea but
i do have a fine guess
i envision a goddess
dressed in a robe made of
stardust and ****** tears,
resting upon the crescent moon
as she watched over humanity
for some reason,
she loved your mother
very much
she watched her through
lovers, heartbreaks, hardships
she wept
whenever your mother cried,
and made constellations
whenever she smiled
she loved your mother so much
that she gave the gift of You
made with the same material
as the stars, as the full moon,
as the gems she buried
beneath our earth
and i guess
the goddess loved me too
because she gave me
the miracle of meeting you
another poem i wrote for the girl i like for her bday. lol.
