Reach
Dreams
of the ungranted nature
grab me by the arms
and snap them backwards.
X
Cool, crisp autumn air breezed pathways into the night sky,
only to be fended off by stronger winds.
And then, there was the moon.
Nothing more, nothing less
than a bigger-than-life mirror.
A queen of the night.
A ghost from my past once taught me,
"It's like a mirror.
The light you see
is just a reflection.
The moon is dark,
so it uses the sun's
light."
So...
in other words,
The moon is engulfed by blackness.
If I could at least touch the moonlight,
I'd be able to touch the sunlight also.
Secondhand embraces
are what I'd kill for.
If I can't feel the sun,
and if I can't reach the stars,
I might as well be the moon instead.
That way, I can feel your warmth.
I can still be close,
but not close enough to burn.
The moon...
It's the closest thing
to the sun than anything else.
Lavi...
Will you be my sun?
X
To Tasia, because our love is much too cliché to be considered normal.
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