In the green moon...

Green moon Love Poem

In the green moon comes down your own planet.
Big eyes drink all the colors and little hands collect all the stones.
A lot of stories days wrote.
And feelings fill your paths.
And you already know that smells have their own tastes.
Like the music has it's own players.
And the days have discoveries like the nights have dreams.
And you already know that childhood doesn't have walls
And wisdom goes in silence.

So you raise your head and plant yourself under the same sky.
Your branches begin to grow and your stories find listeners.
You drink the sun, wind and rain.
And you know, that in our colorfull souls we have same sign of sisters.

 


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