Stolen By the Moon -- Andaree
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Twilight on the ocean was as blue as steel.
Caressed by the sun, one touch would feel
a soft trace of liquid gold.
With a storm foretold,
the wind grows
cold.
The moon rose,
to watch waves unfold,
over the sea, uncontrolled.
Lightning appears, but the moon reveals
golden glints of jewel tones as the thunder peals
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10/13/15
Submitted for Andrea's Contest: "Andaree Contest #II"
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015
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