Oh Moon
Quiet your midnight song
pulling and knocking at
the ear of my tearful heart
abandoned at twilight long ago...
Sing no more your melodies
of love full of riddles...
Free me from the clutches of
Your moon-lit spell.
So slyly you smile as if to warn
of tomorrow's awakening when
you have tossed aside your mask of
ravenous desire.
C. Alvez
Copyright © Cynthia Alvez | Year Posted 2012
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