My moon

in #art5 years ago (edited)

Luna.jpg

Moon

Moon that moon of color,
The same moon we both look at,
The one I contemplate when I miss you;
Hoping you're looking at her too.

Hey moon tell her
Let him stay with the sweetness,
With our madness;
That nobody else understands.

As a family tree imagine me,
So lost again find you,
Well, there isn't much to look at;
If you are my only think.

I learned you to love,
Even knowing you, listening to you;
And I didn't know how it was,
That made you unhappy.

Leave me with my bitterness
My hateful faces,
Well, I deserve all the blame;
There is no more to say.

I could not meet you,
I was not the different in your exception,
But the punishment;
It is to love you and fall in love with you like that.

I learned in such a way to love you,
That when night falls,
I will shout at the moon;
Hoping you're looking at her,
And so I heard myself telling you,
That I love you, that I miss you;
Love.