Friday, February 13, 2009

A sad valentines of the moon

now the moon is ready to shine
now she's dressed in passion
coated with a glittered red sequence
of sincerity and hope and pleasure
to embrace it's loved and beloved
the darkness in the sky
and the few flashes of the twinkling star,

she wish that the rain will hear
and will come to wet her night
and chill the roaring thunders
in her heart's desire
to play the night and be free
though unable to entangle
the thin lines of her past.

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