If Ever The Moon
By catseyes
If ever the moon was silver it was when your words touched my lips. when my thoughts fell unto, over and around and soon I was laying on the wet ground staring up, soaking you in, beginning to understand how a man could reach me. If ever a mind could blend with mine, yours was capable. And I laid there listening, in a glistening glow, with a knowing, unfamiliar. Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 09:04 AM PST 0 • 10
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