Reminiscing...
MOON MAGIC
A sliver of the moon
snuck into my room
and laid down beside me
A slow dancing smudge across my pillow
Like the soft dappled light through wind chased willow,
I touched the places it rested
Tracing where it sparkled like the foamy waves that crested
on summer lit sand, long past
My palm slid gently over the flickers of light
Remembering the hands that held me tight
And your smiling face so close to mine,
my favorite place to land in time
Beneath these silvery shards of moon
I’m transported to another room,
another night
When a sliver of the moon
Snuck into our room
And we captured its heavenly glow
Sealing us in misty kiss
While we whispered as one,
Don’t go…
~flying angel ~ © 2018
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Wow...I was transported back in time... bitter sweet!
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