Sun And Moon
How cruel was destiny to the moon and the sun;
To place them in the same sky but on different times.
To make their meeting
years in counting,
But only a few seconds of touch to count.
Was it not so vile
To meet someone you love,
Only when
The skies permit?
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Evanescence (Poetry & Prose)
Poetrythere is so much i want to tell you, yet i have no voice to say. then words came to the rescue, and poetry has it all became. ➿ to all our constants who treated us as temporary ➿ Highest Rank: #6 in Literary & 3 in Short Poetry (tags) #11 in Broken...
