Question
for the Moon: Poem
Sometimes, at night
When I fight
With my sleep,
I want to ask what I feel.
You know, the pain in my hip
Is not cool.
The question for the moon. –
Where does love goes?
The moon above is not a fool. –
When you are apart,
The love stays in your heart.
Love cannot disappear
For those who love and care.
Tomshinsky@2025
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