Can’t wait to forget
All the wear and tear
The moment you went to sleep
The words we meant to say
Stuck in crevices
They never found their way
I only know what’s mine
I only like what’s kind
Singing words
are hard
Thoughts take
up space
While I move
Moonbeams are
Like the sun
They just travel
Differently
Ripples caused
by the
Kiss of the wind,
And I like them
Blue and red
Takes on a new form,
Purple’s what it is
