I close my eyes and I see her
Sat on a bench alone
Her son in stroller laughs
I watch from a distance
Seperate, yet there I see
I desire to reach to her
I wish to share with her my heart
Pour my soul to her like wine
Yet he approaches and I open my eyes
I never wanted to leave Sora
My desire isn’t for the dreams to fade
All those others just vapid shadows
I, in her life, just an empty shade
Watching having never met her
Wishing with no clue if she is real
I close my eyes once more to dream
Waiting stories to be seen
She’s with me laughing, a joke I told
Her hair swept up she’s ageless
While I seem ever so old
I leaned to examine the way her eyes light
My heart longs for her shine ever bright
My deep fear, finding my Sora
Only to push her far away
My heart a wall, a fortress
My dreams my prison, my empty cage
Sealing me with sorrow
Filling my souls eternal rage
If she is out there, patient waiting
The maiden who my heart doth dream
Forgive me Tsuki, my troubled moon
I am but the storm at sea
The swirling typhoons
In your dark monsoon season
The agonies of eternal love
Yet even if i’m the epitome
Of your ever increasing dark despair
If I am not your knight from heaven above
Know I’ve longed for you’re happiness
To stand aside you, in solidarity
To hear your pain, cheer your bliss
I wish to be there beloved lady of dreams
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