Welcome back. I appear once more. I mean, I wrote this, it kinda just happened. So heres another poem. Enjoy <3 ---------------------------- If the moon were to fall ---------------------------- If the moon were to fall I think so would all The tides would stop their blissful march The light at night would be at large Nights would be lonely Days would be uncomely The world would be dull Each life would lull There would no longer be a bleached rock hanging in the sky Nothing would ever be so light and high The savior would be alone A bright orange light would turn to stone Swap the objects, but not the meaning Asteroids and others would still be intervening When she would fall I would be all The tides would become the things I do The light at night would be you Nights would be nights Days would be days My world would be dull My own life would lull The bleached rock would be her She would turn into,” were” I am the savior, my heart the light I could never do anything to make it right If the moon were to fall I would be all All of me would fall with her If the moon were to fall She is my moon I am the sun The sun is our savior The moon is its light If the moon were to fall I am the sun, she was my moon -Simon
