Walking In Front of the Moon
Sleeping through the day..
The world turns like still pages..
I prowl the night slow..
While my eyes adjust to dark..
The moonlight hits my shoulders..
The shadow cascades..
My path shown by tree lined roads..
But no distant view..
Only questions left to thought..
Do I dream when I'm awake?
"Tanka me a Moonlight Dream"
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written by Michael J Falotico
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2011
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