MOON AND ME

Ilustrasi

I talk to the moon, it doesn't answer
I sing it a poem, it remains silent
I wonder if  it is pleased or isn't

Does it know?
How I long to talk to it
To tell it simple thing about heart beat

Then I stop talking
I lay down and start listening
With my eyes closed and almost sleeping

What an awe
I can feel its warmth
Telling me how I am welcome

When I breathe deeply
I can smell its scent
Sending me full life to spend

It is so plain now
I just need to feel its presence
Nothing more, only moon and  me in the end


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Illustration Friday's topic: MOON

Medium	: Digital
Style	: Children's art
By	: Angewid