On the dark side of the moon
If there was a moon
I could touch
Would I feel the rock
Or the shining affection
As a touch down
On the desolate surface
Would I seek the rocks
Or the serene connection
On the side which is dark
Perpetually in the night
Would I flash the first light
And see my own reflection
A part of me stays there
Breathing, where there is no air
Feeling for you from here
And you looking up at me from there
Published by Echoes of the soul
I am a dreamer
I weave tales in my mind
I am connected to you through these words
And through this screen across the virtual world
View more posts
Love this poem
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks a lot
LikeLiked by 1 person
My pleasure
LikeLiked by 1 person
beautiful π€
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Destiny π
LikeLiked by 1 person
my pleasure π€β¨
LikeLiked by 1 person