
If I were the moon,
would you still turn your face
toward the scattered stars,
those distant suns who never learned to stay?
If I gave you every phase of me,
would you still search the heavens
for brighter, easier loves?
Or would you rest here,
where my light isn’t much,
and let the stars be simply stars?
About the Creator
Yasmine Lagras
creative writer , poet and researcher.
Aspiring to reach more people.




Comments (2)
So surreal and amazing poem! Thank you for sharing it~
You’ll get chosen eventually! Great work