If I stand just right the sun hits us the same tilted slightly away
When I look at it I’m suddenly aware of the angle how darkness doesn’t mean I can’t see the outline
Painting a sky blue the only hint that it’s a lie is the rock hanging in the sky
To remind us there’s something beyond
You can only see out in the night if she’s gone
Otherwise I search for her
I don’t know why this and that take pronouns they just do leave me alone they’re my sun and my moon
I don’t have to share because each cognition is different each reality different
Billions of moons billions of suns they all mean something different to everyone
And somewhere out there you are
I miss you
You’re so far and I loved every second I spent with you even when I was angry and hurting and screaming and crying
I still felt I had someone who could see from so far away
But I can’t see you now
Us silly humans
I know you’re there
I just don’t have proof so I worry about it
Whispered to the moon to be passed to the rings
I love you I miss you it doesn’t mean a thing but it’s true
I love you
Beautiful Saturn
Of yellow and blue.
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