This wonderful piece of art is from Mamoru's point of view, when he's searching for the princess in his dreams-to him, she always seemed to be just out of reach. Like he was trying to grab the wind-it would just slip through his fingers.....I hope you like it. And again, if you interpret it differently, please let me know.
Disclaimer:
While I have no claim on sailormoon, which belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, this poem does belong to me!
You are a memory,
Built upon false hopes,
Empty promises-
But still you are
Bittersweet to
Taste, a fragile
Thought I'm
Afraid I'll break....
What we once had,
Such a lingering desire
To touch you, but you're
Out of reach, still so
Bittersweet to taste,
Full of false hopes,
Empty promises, a
Fleeting thought of
A broken past and a
Fragile desire of you,
Still so damn
Bittersweet....
Disclaimer:
While I have no claim on sailormoon, which belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, this poem does belong to me!
You are a memory,
Built upon false hopes,
Empty promises-
But still you are
Bittersweet to
Taste, a fragile
Thought I'm
Afraid I'll break....
What we once had,
Such a lingering desire
To touch you, but you're
Out of reach, still so
Bittersweet to taste,
Full of false hopes,
Empty promises, a
Fleeting thought of
A broken past and a
Fragile desire of you,
Still so damn
Bittersweet....