'The sun loved
the moon so much
that he died
every night
to let her breathe.'

the beautiful forbidden lovers
never able to meet
to share warm kisses

but I remember the sneaky Moon
she sneaks out of her dark domain
I see her in bright daylight
swathed in the Sun's golden touch
opposite in the sky
they watch each other
with love so pure

although she is forbidden
in his bright domain
she is there
because she believes
that nothing is impossible

and the day comes
when they can meet
for but a few minutes
they embrace in fire
and we stare in wonder
as they meet
but then they must
drift apart
with broken hearts

she blows him kisses
whispers
'goodnight, my love'
as he sinks beneath the horizon
bursting into colors
and the Moon cries
and whispers
⠀⠀
'I love you.'❋

my sheets know your secrets
my pillows, your thoughts
my blanket misses your warmth
and i,
i miss your touch

That which heart defines
don't let go.
That which heart dictates
try to let go.
It's unfair and sore
to hold what's repressed.
It's insane and bold to burden the chest
which holds my heart's abyss.
I could never ask more from a soul
which always asked forgiveness.