Oh Luna, where is Sol?

I walk there. It does not matter. I walk away, a scene follows. Temporary but permanent, a fleeting moment can turn solid. Horror insures. I can be lost at whim, but only I can choose to be found. The decision lays with me, but I tremble under the weight. Confusion is a haunting disease, driving me mad. I look to my pen to guide me safely home. Sometimes that even leaves me. I can run, the beach calling me with its songs of woe. Beauty, a kiss on the heart, caressing me with delicate fingers. The moon draws me forth, a celestial guardian who seeks company in her solitude. Luna I say, where is Sol? She speaks of sadness, a lonely lover.

A tear escapes, a gentle reminder that I am human and understand the human spirit. I am not alone in this confusion. Not as long as Luna guides me with her light.

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  1. SauceBox says:

    I liked this. It was well written and the flow of it was perfect. Nice work. You’ve got my follow. Check out my comedy blog and give it a follow if you like it!

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    1. Kyle Hughes says:

      Hi! Thank you for the kind words! I’ll check out your blog asap!

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      1. SauceBox says:

        No problem! Awesome!

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