Moonlight

I don’t want to be your 

sunshine

I want to be your 

moonlight

I don’t want to spit morning in your face

and remind you that it’s time to go to work

I want to be that spirit

that lets you know that it’s time to relax

I don’t want to burn your eyes or your skin

I never want to be capable of hurting you 

I want to illuminate your soul

I may be under appreciated

eclipsed in the shadows

but I accept that

because I know that I’ll always be that small 

light 

guiding you in all of the

darkness.

 

- Moonlight

This poem is about: 
Me

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