Lunar, by bedazzled Subscribe to rss feed for bedazzled

There is not enough
 space
  inside your lunar soul.
   It seems so luminous,
    so beautiful
     but has no light of its own.
     You can't fit me there anymore,
    having traded a diamond star
   for this replacement.
  I don't know why
 you did this,
traded emotion for
 the emotionless.
  Traded the fertile
   for the barren.
    Traded love, my love,
     for detachment.
     You made the wrong deal
    with the lying skies.
   You could have brushed
  eternity, if you'd held
 onto my hand.
But you didn't,
 you switched off.
  You don't want light anymore.
   You despise illumination,
    you can't stand the shadow
     that it throws behind you.
     I can.
    And I miss you, with your
   jewel-star heart,
  your sparkling emotions -
 good and bad.
Please come back to me,
 my everything,
  I miss you.
   Forget all about
    your illusion
     of space.
    
Posted: 2008-12-22 07:52:32 UTC

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2009-02-03 02:21:06Chalan
I thought this poem was very well written.

2009-02-04 17:47:19ray!
OOOh, i really really like it esp. "You could have brushed eternity, if you'd held onto my hand."