A mystery

I see a mystery behind those sunglasses… Is it only a pair of dark eyes, so beautiful but concealed? or is it your love that you’re scared to exhibit… oh yes, to the cruel world outside? I feel like naming it pain within you, that you’re trying to hide. But no, there is a smiling … More A mystery

Moon

I see the moon and think of you. Or was I already thinking about you while my eyes were on the moon? I see the moon, and try to paint you in my words. I hope, you find yourself here. If not, find yourself in my heart, dear! For, I’m mere words and you’re soul to these … More Moon