Mooning

A dozen moons have come and gone,
coursed my sky since you have gone,
your moonkissed shadow too is gone
and I now gleam alone.

And words that swirled a twirling dance,
a lilting and seducing dance,
a fingertipping touching dance
elude a silent phone.

Now eyes have dried from endless tears,
heart's flesh has healed from raking tears,
and from my thoughts you I must tear;
pain's garden's overgrown.

A new moon smiles up in the sky,
marks time's journey in my sky,
I again look at Earth's Mother's sky
and claim it as my own.

LCA August 6, 2008

Very Beautiful words

To new beginnings

I so love your writes (((MadameGeek)))...so moving, touching, real, human...

Thank you both for your kind words