Let us go freely under the moonlight
With bare feet and jeans that are tight,
Come, bathe your eyes in the galaxy,
Isn't it wonderful? Isn't it lovely?
Did you see that shooting star?
How I wished I was never far,
Not to the stars but to your skin,
Becoming your belonging is still my dream
I've known you wouldn't like the night sky
But surprise, how happy am I to see you fly,
You are far more beautiful than the stars,
You are a thing of perfection, you are a raging fire
I would do everything to see you smile
Because you are the last one to arrive
Into my naive heart and to my galaxy
For you are a constellation of my happiness, my little lady.
...when I look at my awful past, you are the only exception for you are the only one present in my galaxy...
CITEȘTI
Past
PoeziePast, a poembook I made in quarantine. It includes the whole story of the process of accepting my past and the conversion of me being a Christian. It also includes love poems I made just for a girl I adored hehe. Picture source: https://in.pinterest...
