Call me Moon..
Call me moon
If you must,
But spare me the scars.
Call me rose
If you would,
But spare me the thorns.
Call me pearl
If you will,
But spare me the waves.
Call me honey
If you could,
But spare me the sting.
Call me a bird
If you can,
And show me the route
to the azure skies.
Allow me to breathe
And sway my way,
….and a death
as a free bird dies.
Ready to spare the scars, the thorns,the waves,the sting, and help you the route
Very nice, thank you! Regards,