Sand Of Innocence Poem by Cyrus Diaz

The night unfurl its splendor
murky lighted candle
illuminates...
alone in my bed,
hearing evening whispers.
it only takes a bottle of
inebriated beer
to break a glass.
A moment that wrung
me out from being benighted.
A moment that corrupted
the sand of Innocence.
A moment that forever will endure,
but the naked moon,
oscillating above,
is the only mute witness
of the story and secret
concealed in the
four walls of the room.
it may not be revealed today,
but there's the moon.
to relay how wonderful
those moments
of moments were.