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 © | Year Posted 2016

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