Moon Cohem

  buried letters | 002 You are the art from my musings, and from every word I have written on felted sheets of fiber. From every tear of the countless euphoric episodes, I have shed, from every smile, I divulge towards the mirror. You are the beauty from the lines I draw, and from the lethargic melodies, I sing as it promises us a future for two running hearts. You are the traced line of a Sagittarius, sliding through the constellation of an everlasting universe. And I am the shining moon, yearning for the darling stellar occurrence you create. For Andres. Copyright  © Moon Cohem, 2021

  buried letters | 001 My dear, I have fallen in love with your melancholy Even if you think it is a billowy surge. Let me alleviate your senses when the monsters attempt to strafe you. Let me help you mend your earthly wound Like how the clouds sweep hurricanes. If you will only let me embrace your imperfections, I will protect you when the world is against you. Copyright  © Moon Cohem, 2021