Tuesday, March 3, 2009

la Luna ...



she
talked to me silently
as i wept before her
she
wants to comfort me , i know
as i am in pain

she
was there all along when the sun dies
watching me with careful gaze
she
who understands of
how to long for someone so out of reach

she
who had loved sailors and kings and artists
she
who had failed to touch them so
she
who longed for a lover
she
who broke her heart many times or so

she
the moon
and
me
the human

together we wept by ebb tide

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