Moon calls

Written: Jan 09, 2017


I’ve never seen the moon so beautiful,

Not when you were still around,

When you left;

there ‘s nothing more ethereal,

there’s nothing more divine.

Well, now I will take the plunge.

The moon’s beauty is calling out to me.

It urges me to jump into oblivion;

It calls me to walk right over,

It entices me to let go.

I can hear it singing,

A melodious tune it brings;

I can hear it’s voice

It’s calling out my name;

I can hear it whispering,

Sweet nothings to my ear;

I can hear the moon’s voice calling,

I can hear it loud and clear.



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