He always searches me In his heart; Where I keep reading his Poetries carved on his Homely valves for me, And I drench in his holy scarlet Flowing verses, where each Drop of blood resonates My name even those days Where I fail to love myself, Like the moon fails to Love during new moon days But a poet never fails to love. Love you to moon and back my moon♥️🌝 #love #life #poetry #moon #poem #yababa
