I’m washing away my pain with Moon water.
Let placebo take me over.
Moons soft light shining down on my wounds.
My tears taken by tides of gravity.
Ours
We leave behind the sunny hours.
The evening arrives in a gentle hurry.
Stars may appear at the sky and even in your eyes.
The moon is watching over us.
Keeping us safe and in melancholic light.
All belonging to nature but tonight it is ours.