Doorway to Bliss
The moon is a jewel, an ivory gift, to the stars in the sky, leaving memories to drift. My eyes explore, the beauty above. And in return, it covers me with love. Moonlight so bright, I can't help but stare, as it guides me along, into the wondrous lair. A lair I visit, when I just want to get away, a place only I can go, every night and day. no one to bother, to pester, or even to hear. Only you, your thoughts, and perhaps a tear. Whether it is a tear of love and loss, or a tear of sorrow and hate, the dreamer will never forget how he crossed with fate. Written October 3rd, 2001 © on Oct 03 2001 07:45 AM PST, Thomas Rudd 0 • 8
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"The moon is a jewel, an ivory gift,..."