Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Twenty-two on the Full of the Moon

I know there's a softer side of you;

When the planets see fit,

you'll know, too


For as many times

as I've run from your arms--

(and you've run from mine)


It happened last night;


With the full of the moon,

your eyes found my eyes.


Then the pull of the tides

took my changing mood with them;

Now, the waves couldn't tell me

what it's like to be free

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