Under the crescent moon I lay <br />Silk garments rub me as the wind blows <br />The stars lay still in my eyes <br />The lunar essence shines on me <br />While the dark of the night comforts me <br />The river shows the beauty of the sky <br />And makes me feel like I might fly <br />Sometimes it feels bad and not right <br />But hey this is my dark moonlight.<br /><br />tierra fisher<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/midnight-love-4/
