Buttermoon
The moon is butter gold tonight
melting down upon the lake
a soft and creamy path
for us to take.
The moon is butter gold tonight
melting down upon the lake
a soft and creamy path
for us to take.
posted by burning moon at 8:17 PM
2 Comments:
Yesterday, as I drove off to work in the morning, the Moon burned , a red and golden hue, it spoke but I could not hear it over the murmur of my mind, and yet it continued its discourse, till I could not help but listen, and all it was saying , over and over again, is renew, renew and continue
and so I shall
Oh I love that. Very pretty! And a perfect ending :D
You still have the lovely gift of your words.
That is just the right thing ... exactly what the moon would say ... :)
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