A Whisper to the MoonA Poem by Chained PotentialMy heart is shouting I love you But my head objects Says it’s too soon And whisper it to the moon Head says it’s too early All in good time Give her space Give her room So here I am instead Whispering to the moon Temper enthusiasm With patience Head says to heart Write a little tune Go outside and Sing it to the moon I have these silly rules The stupid games We have to play What a cartoon I must appear to be Singing to the moon But my heart it yearns For a word, a touch Emotions ready to burst Taught like a full balloon The only release of pressure Are whispers to the moon And so I wait In patient agony For the time to come I hope it comes soon I’ll be showing you this instead Of whispering it to the moon© 2014 Chained PotentialAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChained PotentialPocatello, IDAboutJust another human trying to make sense of the world, struggling every day to find meaning and purpose. more..Writing
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