He gave her not a crown
He gave her not a diamond ring
but gave the shine of his eyes and
a broken moonbeam
They’d say until her ears ran dull
that the sky’s limit was only
as high as towers could reach
and stained glass windows were nothing holy
And everything they understood
they couldn’t understand
too empty to know that
beauty’s too free to lie captive
in your hand.
Comments
I love this. Your imagery was
I love this. Your imagery was beautiful. "a broken moonbeam" I really loved that line.
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond
This is beautiful.
Everything is lovely about this. It gave me the feeling like I was walking through an old book shop.
"but gave the shine of his eyes and
a broken moonbeam"
Oh, so precious. Lovely job, really.
Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh
Ditto
Ditto to all of the above comments! Love this! The flow, the wording, the imagery... wonderful! I had to reread the last lines... WOW! Powerful, and so well put and worded! Love it!
"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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This is really sweet and
This is really sweet and nice. The flow is perfect, and I love the message. Lovely job. *claps*