THE DARK SIDE

A Poem by Handy

Her eyes closed, her mind open.

Journeying through the universe
With her soul,
Heading towards her destination;
The other side of the moon:
THE DARK SIDE.

Where she can let it all out,
Without stress
Or the worries of getting judged.
She laid there adorned in her scars and imperfection.

An image walked through.
Her breath seized.
With a throbbing heart,
She gazed at the object standing before her.

Its the mystery man!

"What are you doing here", she probed.
" To love the REAL you", he replied.