The Moon
The Moon
By Marisa Rangel
I close my eyes as you close yours
And feel my way under the covers
I don't need to see. I can feel what you feel.
I see what you see and I know that it's real.
Everything dark except for the moon
Shinning its light upon the room
Everything still. I look in your eyes
No words emerge. Just a silent cry
Tears pouring down.
Slow. Down.
Nothing else matters except this right now.
A soft voice, a slow beginning
I love you has a deeper meaning
This is love. Your lips against mine
I don't wanna stop. I wanna slow down time.
As time slows down my heart speeds up
Run your fingers through my hair, I don't want to stop.
But it does.
And so do I.
Suddenly, quietly
The moon passes by.
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