By B.K.
Date: 2005 Aug 21
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A Touch of Moon Madness

From the deepest part of
This chambered heart I write
With amulet in hand
Of teardrop bluegreen Amazonite
A touch of madness with
A wicked full moonlight
The dog is howling
The music is wailing blues
It seems I've reached the part
Where I shall either come unglued
Or looking up at that old moon
I'll be full moon howling too
Not from any lack of love
But from a soul full of missing you