Javier Falcon - September Moon

This light that flows through me,
like if I were not there at all,
an emptiness I want to flee,
but in which I only deeper fall.

As your eyes do not see,
blind to what is right in front of them
as they see everything, but me.
Being the last petal on this stem.

Yet I lay here gazing at the moon and stars
praying that one day this will all change,
And you won't treat me like an alien from Mars,
hoping for a relationship not so strange.

Wanting to be much more in your life,
more than just a meaningless memory.

Javier Falcon

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