This is probably one of the best poems that I've ever written in my life (tell me if that's a good thing or a bad thing).
TITLE: New Moon
Say hello to Diana, my goddess,
Know that the moon is her fortress,
And there are as many craters in it as there are holes in her heart.
Where do I start? Where do I start?
Know that she hides from you,
When the moon turns new,
Running away from the lust, she bids us all adieu,
Once, but only once, she even tried to hide from me too.
No man has ever forsaken her,
All men run to her, looking for her,
They want to love her- none are deterred,
Even though all know it's impossible to make a bear purr.
They search far and wide,
Trying to make her their bride,
And have that coveted wedding night,
But, Diana will not give in without a fight.
Though they come armed with Cupid's arrows,
Diana strikes them dead with her own,
The only one that she dare not kill,
Shines a light yonder, just over the hill.
In the valley of darkness, Diana lurks,
Waiting to kill every man with a smirk,
She can see into their souls,
And she knows all they want is to control.
But, from the valley, she can also look over the hill,
To see me, waiting for her, at her will,
Diana comes to me when the moon is full and bathed in the sunlight,
That matches my own soul's light,
And every time she looks at me from that crater so far away, I wonder-
Where do I start? Where do I start?
Where do I start to mend the cracks in this girl's heart?
TITLE: New Moon
Say hello to Diana, my goddess,
Know that the moon is her fortress,
And there are as many craters in it as there are holes in her heart.
Where do I start? Where do I start?
Know that she hides from you,
When the moon turns new,
Running away from the lust, she bids us all adieu,
Once, but only once, she even tried to hide from me too.
No man has ever forsaken her,
All men run to her, looking for her,
They want to love her- none are deterred,
Even though all know it's impossible to make a bear purr.
They search far and wide,
Trying to make her their bride,
And have that coveted wedding night,
But, Diana will not give in without a fight.
Though they come armed with Cupid's arrows,
Diana strikes them dead with her own,
The only one that she dare not kill,
Shines a light yonder, just over the hill.
In the valley of darkness, Diana lurks,
Waiting to kill every man with a smirk,
She can see into their souls,
And she knows all they want is to control.
But, from the valley, she can also look over the hill,
To see me, waiting for her, at her will,
Diana comes to me when the moon is full and bathed in the sunlight,
That matches my own soul's light,
And every time she looks at me from that crater so far away, I wonder-
Where do I start? Where do I start?
Where do I start to mend the cracks in this girl's heart?