
The moon drips
tears of silver
that mingle with my own
glowing rivers
down my face I
yearn for my soul’s home
moon shines in the desert
will you rescue me?
will you share my
absolution
in the safe womb of
the sea?
forever with me
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April 16, 2008 at 9:46 am
Classy and cool…as always.
May 8, 2008 at 1:02 am
Wow. Awesome. I especially like the line “I yearn for my soul’s home” — it’s a hard-hitter.