as we walk to the moon: a poem

the walk

I walk up to you,
and you stare back at me.
we stand at the place
were we always meet.

the same conversations,
mulling over old complications.
speaking about them
as if they are new.

we look up to the sky.
what a sight to behold.
as we see the moon,
at its brightest and whole.

a new conversation
brings forth a new spark.
no talk of old complications
on this we must embark.

the moon is lovely,
I said with a smile.
you are lovely as well,
please I beg stay a while.

I do not want to stay.
you say holding my face.
I want to go to that place,
but it is so far away.

so we walk then,
I declared as I grasped your hand tight.
to the moon we will go,
onward into the night.

and so we strayed from our path,
the one of normalcy.
and never strayed from the one
of abnormality.

together we ventured,
through fog and haze.
as we stared at our objective,
never breaking our gaze.

onward we pressed,
until city lights were no more.
never separating our hands,
never once getting bored.

our legs getting tired,
our feet growing sore,
yet no feelings expire.
still striving for more.

we break through the atmosphere,
walking on air.
lungs starved of oxygen,
still with no cares.

battered and weary,
still discussing new things.
we make our approach,
and wish we had wings.

exhausted and bruised,
we exchange I love you's.
soft as a light rain we kiss,
running your fingers across my wounds,
knowing we will never regret,
our spontaneous walk to the moon.

Comments 6 comments

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rahul0324 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

Straight and powerful

Nice piece


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Mhatter99 4 years ago from San Francisco

interesting flight of fancy


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pursuitofmind 4 years ago Author

thank you rahul0234 and mhatter99 for taking the time and i'm glad you enjoyed reading =)


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ChristyWrites 4 years ago from British Columbia, Canada

A powerful poem!


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Minnetonka Twin 4 years ago from Minnesota

That was so refreshing and magical. Nice romantic poetry.


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IsadorasThought 4 years ago

What is "normal" and - does it exist??? Well written.

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