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Lunar Love She thought I hung the moon and all Her eyes... told me so It made me feel ten feet tall That's all love needs to know The other stuff was but love's prize frosting that makes the cake stellar Yet, incomparable to moon in her eyes Of being seen, better than you are Then expectations paid the devil's due when what was paid, was not enough The toll on love became the revenue that counted the unimportant stuff The moon shined over this sleeping mountain Until changing eyes said more than lips And expectations she began to count on Created a lunar eclipse Some time ago I wrote this, thought it was due for a re-write. |
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6/11/2012 10:18 am |
Dianna, the Moon Goddess, would love this. Great expression of feeling. Spiritwoman ^i^
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