A moonlit night.
The stars look bright.
It's starting to feel like winter time.
Turtlenecks and purple skies.
And of course, Cupid's lies.
Cupid, why do you lie?
I really thought I could make him mine.
Cupid, you're so sly.
Why do you make me cry?
Crying on the floor.
I was so unsure.
Because Cupid's bow stabs.
It makes one go mad.
Love is the most twisted curse of them all.
It can be the cause of one's downfall.
I can feel the strings, they pull.
They pull me towards your soul.
One thinks of their lover, looking at the moon.
But that way I can't be with you.
Because I want us to be stars that crash into each other.
Stars that will always be there for one another.
Will you end this uncertainty;
And be there for eternity?
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Sunshine Be Mine | Poetry
PoetryUnsaid things are best spoken through poetry. Poems are the best whisperers of secrets. Feelings and emotions are sometimes better expressed through different forms of literature than through speech. So, these poems for a warm soul, are written in...
