The Rose and The Moon
Like water, she flows
along with life.
She is a rose who is trying
to bloom, but everytime she
tries, the moon blocks her.
The moon only comes
when he has no one else
to love him.
He is lost, but
he has a beautiful soul.
He acts like the sun,
hot headead and tempered, but
we know he's not.
The rose can't help but
feeling sorry for him.
So she invite's him to
cover her, but she is fully
bloomed now.
She just needs to let
this one rose petal go.
The rose petal that
is signed:
Your lover,
The Moon
-Monique Irisa Smith
This poem is about:
Me