Poetry: The Sun and the Moon

The Sun and the Moon

did you know?

i never once believed i was worthy of this

it is as if i've tasted raw honey on my tongue

in the sweetest most purest form

your scent lingers on every pollen of flower i see

and with the gust of the monsoon wind 

it brings along with it the seeds of warm endearments

you see love, 

darkness was once my light

and these tears were mere peace offerings

to the loneliness that befriended me in remote solitude

oh how mellow the wasteful days flew by

i wish i had met your soul before hurt did

but i think a broken heart was all that was needed to get to you after all

maybe they were right

you ought to be lost for you to be found isn't? 

thank you 

for now i tell you, 

locked doors never seem to anguish me anymore 

darkness never visited me these days

and loneliness has somehow departed

for these tears only come in joy and exuberance 

since you arrived

this mammoth of love you give me
sings my soul to sleep through the nights

how can i rightfully call you as my beloved?

when i wish to give you nothing

but; just all of my life

only everything from the finest first drawn wine

to the last drop of sterling gold 

in the truthful words of my hearts bed

take my body

for this divine unblemished chastity of my womanhood

is the only part of me that's left untouched
my body is my home 

and still it isn't enough

for you are the moon to my days

and the Sun to my nights 

By Jessica John Posko💗 J.J. Posko

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