I'll Give You the Moon

She awakens,
I unfold,
And the stars stare in awe.

She drinks another glass,
And like when a balloon meets a needle,
All the color pops out.

The stars are gone,
I'm left alone in baby blue,
Again I ask,
Why can’t the moon kiss the black sky?






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