We were traveling through space when a
lunar tempest diverted your
heart from mine. You however
were salvaged by a lone
spaceman bearing wine,
Loss of sunlight.
Hardened by
the moon
shine.
About the Creator
Kale Sinclair
Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd | Zen Practitioner
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