• dark_moon 101w

    By The Meadow

    dearly beloved,a new moon is forming,it takes me back to the meadow. Where you and I would talk about celestial beings and atoms.I had my hands in the holes of your sweater.A new moon was forming .We both wished we'd die with the moon and wake up in Callisto,not forgetting an umbrella for the stroms in Jupiter .We'd then explore Saturn and go around the rings as if they were ferris wheels.I remember your smile when I told you how we'd have chocolate flavoured ice cream by the milky way.A new moon is forming,I sit here alone,wishing to die with the moon,and explore the unkown