(how i wish i could)
{r e a c h}
u
p
:and:
t o u c h
-those-
s * t * a * r * s
d
i
p
[][][]my glass[][][]
“`into the ′ ′ ′
n e v e r e n d i n g
c/o/s/m/o/s
=and=
d^r^i^n^k
{}{}{}from the {}{}{}
milky~moon~gracing~my~lips~
|||with its|||
…honeysweet nectar…
l e a v i n g m e
///thirsting for more///
y.o.u…a.r.e…m.y
★moonlight★
s h i n i n g t h r o u g h
~the~clouds~
(even in the)
dark of night
/\/\/\ to cast /\/\/\
— your beams —
《upon my face》
s t r e a k e d
[with tear tracks]
y/o/u t/o/u/c/h
my_cheeks
^with^
=your=glow=
～as if ～
t o w i p e a w a y
‴the‴tears‴
|and tell me|
‘it’s going to be okay’
{i believe it}
Em Dawson
Em is a fifteen-year-old poet and novelist based in the United States. She has recently finished her first novel, and is now in the process of finding a publisher.
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