the grand lament of the star, the moon, and the sea - part two: the moon and the sea
face-to-body facing
the light of the
love of my life.
feels like every other cycle,
he looks far away,
through the sky.
and he would be so opalescent
in my coral-covered eyes.
whilst pulling me a little closer to the sky.
but that light was never yours,
am i right?
for i'm not that star girl, but maybe—
i could be yours.
you couldn't bow down before me,
so i'll stay under you,
_evermore._
if i gave it my all,
could i be "forever",
once?
oh dearest moon, how i beg you,
with my love written out on the shore.
totally tenebrous,
my least favorite phase of the night.
when she's all that you could think of,
and the only thing catching your eye.
i hate the way that you love her,
and the way she accepts it.
i hate you,
i love you,
i love.
so i'll keep my tided feelings tonight,
and i'll dream of you that very same night.
you came
different faced;
and very different clothed,
each shift in my bed.
from what we could be.
and every day, all i'd ever hope for is
your own love for me,
if it's there at all.
we'll see.
🌝 🌊
full series: https://discord.com/channels/944439929734312006/1491122318829686784