He was like the Moon :
Who would light up the darkness in my soul. As his light gets caught from my eye. And part of him was always hidden.
He was like the Stars :
He shines and twinkles and he's above. He leaves art on my sky.
He was like the Sun :
He tends to heat me up, from his beloving light. And blinds me away. But still I manage to stay.
He was like the Sky :
I look out every 7:00
Full of aesthete creations,
Though as I get to know him he
Gives me so much revelations.
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Poetry❝Her heart turned grey as they walked out and didn't stay. Now here's the words she wrote on a paper- the words she couldn't say.❞ Written by ellethetic 2017 © ellethetic
