Oh, moon, what have you done
my poor heart is set on the run,-
I see your cast of gloom all over the land
where it is I stand-upon the sand.
What have I done, to have made my soul
turn my blood that was once warm cold?
I am lost and confused, not knowing,-
what I should do, this darkness is taken control.
Old moon, I know you have seen the show
of what happened so long ago,-
who is this beast that is after my soul?
He is making traps for me to fall in.
In my eyes, I see a light that shines visions
of your old moon, you will always be
that will look down on the seas
in all my darken dreams,-
for me to see with the eyes
the things that aren't very nice.
Old moon, you are unusual violent
casting with the stars,
that shines right into the hearts
of the ancient sea...
Oh, what is happening to me.
- Judy Emery © 1980The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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DARK ANGEL AND MOONLIGHT
FantasyThis is a fiction poem book mixed with the old and the new,.
