Luna

Stuck between fear and hope,
I look through shades too closed.
The sun does light up the sky,
But it will not light up your life
Unless you let it.

I hold my head up to the moon,
Eerie, but always silver tongued.
The one who said, “man in the moon,”
Must not have spent that much time
Just sitting, being, looking at you.
The comfort of human emotions,
The moon never discredits you.
In the dark of the night
She holds you with the stars…
She will still kiss your lips,
Even after seeing your scars.

a.l.c

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