POEM – STUPID HEART
How can the moon miss the sun.
When it means she will be left undone.
How can heaven want hell.
When it means the demise of her protective shell.
How can water miss fire.
When it means her fluidity will inevitably become dryer.
Logic does not factor when it comes to the hearts desire.
Even if it means a life of sorrow will transpire.
Poem by me @sugaroc
Art by @suetsai