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By zabette Date: 2001 Sep 01 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.01.23.22.14282]] |
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Full Moon Tonight Flames burn brightly, Hanging on tightly, To images that are surreal, Our eyes meet among the living But I ask myself, "Is this Living or the dance of death?" Spirits collide in the cool evening mist As the fire brings heat to my thighs. Murmurs ramble on, as the full moon glows Between the woven banches above, The site of this clear, full moon Softens my soul tonight, And brings forth goodness. For a moment in time I feel as though I can fly, Straight up to the moon And part my ocean for you, My love... |