Supermoon
You floated away
like a balloon.
Froze was biting my wet hair
as I was gazing at you in the window.
The time stopped.
I starred at you while
the fog was covering
you with her arms.
Once again I am a child.
A strange feeling.
Was it supposed to be a sign ?
I would run through the sky
just to dip in your shiny blood.
Copyright © Danka Sikorska | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment