Letters to Maria Coryaté: Part XVII. [Postcard, Memphis: June 29th, 2015]



Suns and Moons

I’ll start as your sun,

and you start as my moon.

I’ll burn so brightly

that you burn like a sun.

Then, when I fade to cinder,

you’ll reflect off me.



Hope you like this one, ‘cause it may be the most romantic poem I’ll ever write.




more Letters to Maria Coryaté


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