I sit here in the light of the moonlight

Thinking of you.

Wondering where you are

Wondering…are you thinking of me?

Do you feel me the way I feel you?

As the light of the moonlight,

Touches me

Lights my way, my page, my pen, my heart

So I desire for you to touch me, light my way

my pages, my pen, my heart

The moon speaks her heart to me

Speaks to me of promises

A promise of a future always believed impossible

A promise of a life meant to be lived

A promise of you.

She smiles at me.

She knows my heart.

She trusts my heart.

She sees all that is to come,

And she smiles upon me.

For she knows what I cannot fathom.

She believes what I cannot see.

She feels what I do not know.

She promises what is meant to be.


About Valerie Christine

I have been writing since I was 13 and was published for the first time at the age of 14. Writing has always been a place to share, to be, to feel with no interruptions. No rules. No judgment. Every piece is like a photograph, a moment in time that only truly exists for that moment because there will never be another moment exactly like it. See, every moment is unique with many variables making it set apart from the next and the next. And so with words, as with pictures, we capture these moments. Like capturing a tear or a laugh or a snowflake. Because truly the only variable is change. And so in words I seek to capture and remember what inevitably shifts and changes. View all posts by Valerie Christine

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