Lunatic.A Poem by Lydia
Lunatic: I feel hope Looking at the moon. I feel death Looking at you. I can’t bear To stare at the sun, Just your shoulder, The one I can’t cry on, The one where the light Reflects off like a lie, A lover, lost, forever. I hope not. I look at the moon, I see you; I see a hopeless situation Full of fallacies And facades, Full of fireworks Waiting to fly, Full of bullets Waiting to die. I look at the moon, Like a fool, I wish on stars That don’t shoot, I want to sleep on Venus, Or your chest, Whichever brings me Closer to that which I have lost, To that which I’ve crossed Over without a second glance, To that which would lead me to you. © 2008 LydiaFeatured Review
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