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March 25, 2005

For The Times We Are Apart

It's so cold in my house
And pictures on tables
Are such small radiators.
Moonbeams hugged the trees
Their outstretched leaves
Took it in with many handfuls
And for too brief a moment
I felt you with me.
While romantic stars idle in the heavens
Your absence I blame on the rising moon
And curse the sun for its weak will.
Waiting for morning
My face was in my hands
Willing the sun up
So we could reunite.

Posted by BlueWolf on March 25, 2005 12:12 AM