Saturday 11 February 2017

moony

time passes like winds
the moon turning her tricks
caged outside
a silent sigh leaves the lips

silent darkness trembles in
the heart is tortured
no sleep
for the dreamer

pale she fades
time draws on ancient skin
let her open wings
wind
water
clouds
tricky moonlight

withering howls the heart
inside the chest
her ear pick on sounds
footsteps
laughter
peaches blooming in a yard

trembling wind
don't waver her heart
don't blind her weak eyes
don't let the moonlight in

paper white she smiles
for she hears:
laughter
singing
lullabies in swings

in an empty house
with the predator closing in
that's all she hears


him.


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