Chapter 7: Wryt Moon
By Gemini2012
It was the Wryt moon, Begining of fall, And all through the mounth, I've dreamth of it all, The leaves were now falling, And I still in a dream, I loved my moon man, Like peaches adn cream, Although we haven't kissed, Or Hugged in anyway, I know that I loved him, Every single day, This night I ran through everything, And got there soon, And I say my moon man, Sitting under the moon, I sat down beside him, My hari was in a friz, And now I knew, He was gonna be a wiz, (Smarty pants) He looked at me, As if he knew I'd been thinking, HE smiled as if he thought, I was dreamy, I wanted to kiss him, And hold his so tight, All through the wryt moon, On this cold winters night, he started to laugh, as if he heard my thoughts, I sighed, Without a smile, I looked at him, For a very long while, He smiled at him, Without any words, He kissed my lips, Withouts lists of verbs, I stayed right there through, the nights mists, And layed on his shoulder, As if got colder, I smiled out of happiness, And sighed out of love, And I knew my moon man, was sent from above, Written November 16th, 2001 © on Nov 16 2001 01:12 AM PST, Melinda Hatfield 18 • 0 • 8
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"It was the Wryt moon,..."