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last poem i ment to add to my last post but ran out of time in study
Moonfire
the moon is ablaze
with loves fire
the burning haze
plays like a lyre
the music sweet
like your simple laugh
i hear it when we meet
in its magical note i bathe
the scalding cold you send toward me
not intensionally
you will never see
for you only look one way blindly
the moons light bathes us all
in its powerful magic
I no longer fall
I creep an crawl toward the light
you shine like a beacon
calling me home
ever so slowly i climb
when you turn i slip back down
the moon's ablaze
with loves fire
through the burning haze
you will never see the fire.
Moonfire
the moon is ablaze
with loves fire
the burning haze
plays like a lyre
the music sweet
like your simple laugh
i hear it when we meet
in its magical note i bathe
the scalding cold you send toward me
not intensionally
you will never see
for you only look one way blindly
the moons light bathes us all
in its powerful magic
I no longer fall
I creep an crawl toward the light
you shine like a beacon
calling me home
ever so slowly i climb
when you turn i slip back down
the moon's ablaze
with loves fire
through the burning haze
you will never see the fire.