crescent moon

as you come to grips
with what you're worth
rebuild the bridges
burnt by hurts
wishing upon
a millions stars
jotting it down

in your memoirs
across the galaxy

your love is strewn

up and over 

the crescent moon

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License