Friday, 13 February 2015

Luna Ridere

The moon likes to orchestrate,
And when I feel like it I like to join in,
Sometimes I see it in the day,
Its silhouette gracefully slim.
The moon is crescent when I'm with you, and I'm in love with its pace.
Alas we are so far apart, I find myself missing your face.
Your push and pull so natural now,
I know this beat to well.
You give me too many chances,
I rose and then I fell.
I feel the heat creep from the cold,
Silently warm in my mind.
I feel the rhythm from the deep,
Forever with me but not mine.
i was just an ocean,
And I just wanted you to know,
I was nothing,

Not so special until you made me so.

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