The Moon Keeper
I sleep with the sun blaring in the night sky. Nomad has taken my moon on his venture. He plays the role in my dreams and fiddles in my day mares.
his conscience is buried in a place beyond life.
Copyright © Erin Nash | Year Posted 2015
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