Pisces Moon

tears are 

falling down 

like raindrops under 

the pisces moon

hearing her voice 

on the phone 

made my 

heart drop, 

here comes 

the monsoon

What would I do 

if her heart stops?

drunk on Jameson and the

sweet aroma of blueberries

I miss you when 

you’re not next to me

being with you 

helps me to sleep

when it’s 3 am and 

I roll over all the covers

can’t decide if I need 

my space or whether

I need a warm 

body to smother

with my ice cold 

hands and ice blue face

my knuckles on your 

back, your spine I trace

the phone rings, 

I’ll be over soon

you’re my 

ride or die 

for everything 

we’ve been through

you’re perfect in every 

way, shape, and form

please stay 

alive for me, 

we will survive 

this storm

- Leah Rae