electric moon
electric moon follows me
wherever I may go
it matters not the time of day
be it high noon or midnight
tapping me on the shoulder
once I’ve found a way
to fall into a soundless sleep
electric moon promises
to be my friend
pumping life back inside me
whenever contemplating
of letting go
october two thousand twenty
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This poem speaks with its depth
thank you Padmini xo