A Moon Amongst Others

I was always intrigued by the mere thought of you. Walking within the thick of a crowd, the long anticipated moment would finally arrive as your arms embraced me. I gleamed as if I were a child meeting their hero, nothing but admiration in my eyes and hoping to spend whatever time I had occupying your presence. A nervous-wreck, it took everything for me to balance the excitement that was slipping from the words I somehow managed to string into sentences. Those moments are lost now.

Rosey

Do you see the beauty in me?
A piece of me I have lost
Even if it’s me you see
In the end, what will it cost?
Tangled in vines you pull apart
You seem to be just fine
How long until I pierce your heart?
With the thorns I grew inside