You love roses
You have tattoos of them everywhere
So I painted one for you
You said your mom hung it up
A painting of the sun and moon
You made for me
But split in two
Was it a harbinger
A sign of things to come
Foreshadowing our future
Like the sun, you rose and set
Like the moon, you phased out
And I, stood and watched
As the lunar eclipse took over
We met on a supermoon
Was it written in the stars
Or was it just a teenage wish
I can't help but wonder
If my painting still hangs on that wall
Yours hangs in my heart
And also in that box in the back of my closet
About the Creator
Cordell
Hey Everybody!
I have loved writing poetry for a long time, but I have never shared any with the world. Receiving feedback and comments would be amazing so I can continue to improve on something I like to do.
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