For once, let me own your days
For once, let nights fall this way
For once, show days to my moonlight
For once, walk beside me, hold my sight
For once, let me be enough
For once, let fall go and come
For once, give me a chance
For once, look beyond my scars
For once, pattern a change
For once, a light year's range
For once, let me be the only one
Not just your moon, but your sun.
YOU ARE READING
ONE SHOT TOO MANY
PoetryIn wretched pain, I drank one too many shots of you. Poetry is difficult when you rethink and revise and refine. So, I'd rather not. We'll go one shot, too many at times.
