the moon you know is no longer mine
it’s hard for me to imagine
I’ve moved on these past few seconds
but in reality was so many moons ago
if only you had an idea
what I’ve gone through
to make it to the other side
you would easily understand
how precious are the wormholes
when I said I was good to go
that was a lie
but now that I’m gone
I’m happy to report
there is something seriously happy
happening on the other side
may two thousand sixteen
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Thank you. So peaceful.
thank for visiting here and commenting on this poem
This is almost like an emigration letter, as a lure to pull you to something else.
yes, it does have that sort of feel to it….
Love the title on this.
Somehow I missed this comment last month – thank you so much, Loredana!
My pleasure, John. Hope you’re enjoying the summer. I’ve been busy and need to catch up on reading. 🙂