la Luna knew

...

back then

i would replace your hand

that used to hold my hand

with a pen

i cried when the purple ink cried

i had fights with the unwet papers

and i didnt look up at the moon

just because i walked faster that day

and without you

it never meant that i didnt scream

i ... Love ... YOU !!!

while i was curving around 610

as that stupid sun kept shining

because every expression we said

every desire we spilled at nite

i threw all of it

inside a lavender-colored paper

crumpling it up

and tossed carefully under my bed

i always wondered

if

you

s h a t t e r e d

the same amount of pieces

that i did

but now

my fingernails

dressed in purple-glitter polish

play soulfully

in tones of forever

across your charming ribs

and. . .the moon looks down on us, smiling

...

['LaLuna' pix by Eyslyn]