Poems

Oh my sweet angel, Ask me if I love you, And if I would kiss you beneath the moonlight. But it's raining, dear; she's weeping. And to kiss is just a daisy Upon a grave's damp dirt. Ask me why I haven't left yet, And I'll whisper, The moon is so beautiful tonight. She sings just for you, And it'll be beautiful every night, Whether you hear her sing or not.

The moon and I Walk side by side. I fear no dark, For its beautiful stars. The moon and I— Both filled with scars, Both went through hundred miles. Yet— The moon and I Walk side by side by side. The moon shines so bright, So bright, That it covers my flaws. The moon escaped this path, As the sun forced it away, Leaving my flaws everywhere, Hoping for the dark to be back. For that, I walk alone In this endless road The moon and I once walked, Before the sun’s force.