5 days ago the moon was dark
Deep blue
The color below the water’s surface
Below the depth of your eyes
Lowering softly into the
Cup of wind
Pouring itself over the broken edges
And scooping up everything you spilled.
5 nights ago the sun set early
Rose early
Unfolding it’s arms like it was welcoming
It’s unseen fate
Ready to crash
Into your open eyes
Embracing the halo of mist
Around your muddled palms
Never forget the palm of your hand
Never forgot the creases
Swimming below your eyes.
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 2:19 AM UTC
5 days ago the moon was dark
Deep blue
The color below the water’s surface
Below the depth of your eyes
Lowering softly into the
Cup of wind
Pouring itself over the broken edges
And scooping up everything you spilled.
5 nights ago the sun set early
Rose early
Unfolding it’s arms like it was welcoming
It’s unseen fate
Ready to crash
Into your open eyes
Embracing the halo of mist
Around your muddled palms
Never forget the palm of your hand
Never forgot the creases
Swimming below your eyes.