Taste of Somthing New
moonlight dances slow
along the land before me
calling out my name
and washing daylight colors
only to hide next sunrise.
sunlight creeps back in
chasing out the dreams of night
once more i call for
the lost stars i once knew
moonlight dreams that i hold tight.
love and glitter.
Copyright © Jezabella Singe | Year Posted 2011
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