asvetic

late night serenade......


oh bright moon shine hard
I can't quite see too well.

you dash against my heart
disrupting my palpation rate.

I age when you are distant
and mature when you are near

I grow weak at the knees
and the elbows

I am so funny
it hurts

please carry me away
shelter is in your arms.



oh kay, so I'm drunk right now, does that mean, I can't right good poetry....yeah! I think you rock!