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[aid] => mick
[title] => Moon Enchanted
[time] => 2017-11-01 21:32:47
[hometext] => The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to. ~ Carl Sandburg
[bodytext] =>
* * * * ~ * * * *
Silence drowning in echoes
down the halls of isolation
murdering the ease of moving forward
Misfortune can be easily made
(and just as easily forgiven)
save for the acetone air in which you breathe-
that frightening alienation of the soul
where serpents tug at imaginary defences
hoping to feign enough fear
and undo revolutionary advance
panic attacks the weary
and stations itself inside the skin
along the edge of change
lost hope it seems
of love and dreams
leaves nothing but empty words
never allowed to breathe
never, because they are inducted
into the amber hall of forgotten pain;
she so beautifully wraps them in silk
and with smiling face, disarms their power
her caress is like that of satin
and soon all is just a faint gleam in night time sky
where the stars inside Orion dance
and though darkly veiled, the moon enchants
** ~ ** ~ **
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