Tuesday, November 15, 2011

In the Grace of the Moonlight


In the grace of moonlight
Moon beams dancing
through the window on the floor
Alone in my room
In the silence of the night
Keeping secrets even my own
Knowing I am truly all alone
There are no arms to hold me
No whispers in my ear
No one to comfort me
There is no one here but me
Lying quiet, you face
Floats across my mine
Are you feeling the same as I do now?
So in the dark I close my eyes
Allowing just a spark
Sending up a signal
To dark corners of your mind
Drawn from deep in imagination
A picture of a room so far away
Waiting patiently for a whisper
“Ah it’s you”
"Tell me all your dreams," I say
"Show me imperfections."
Perfect love is boring
Perfect is keeping secrets silent
For you waiting out there
This will be our secret
Bring me your imperfections
And come lay beside me in the dark
In the grace of moonlight
Moon beams dancing
through the window on the floor

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