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My moon

Contributed by worldsenigma on Friday, 10th March 2006 @ 05:24:27 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



She was…
Sweet…fly
Refreshing like so many spring skies
Images of false memories
Of she and me taking long walks around the park
Night…
It had seemed so dark, but she was my light
Like a million fireflies
I was surprised, such a strong star like herself
And such a blue man like I could cross paths
Chances, like two bullets colliding in the cross fire
But we were there.

I asked her questions about the war, her life, her heritage
I wanted to know it all
She brushed it off like ash from a cigarette
Like a stormed out block party
My words were a loss

It was like love for the first time
Her vibe flowing through me
Feeling her every heart beat
Her ever nerve, pulse
It was like we…were one
One pulse, one vibe
One string on that forgotten guitar
The stars shining in the night sky
Me wishing I could give her every…single…one
Glory be, I had found my queen.

She was
Reminiscing of a time when music was angelic…pure
Telling my stories of how she stood up for her justice when the cops were banging at her door
Feeling the victory of her past swimming in my soul
My core was open, and I was letting her in.

This woman was fresh
And oh so deep
Like thee abyss
I was falling, falling, falling
So deep in love with this….
This soul that spun my emotions around her finger
Like thread to a spool
How could I be the fool
A mere pawn in this game of chess that she called love
To her was pure sport
How man men, how fast, and before what date.
Was I to be a prize.

Completely oblivious to a sight
So clearly seen
Love, blinding my view
A wall standing so tall
I couldn’t possibly have seen
Feeling lower then a prostitute
Love and confusion
Making me give it out for free
The feeling, not like love
But like sex for the first time
A lot of pain, a lot of guilt, and a lot of tears
Fears of wasted love now come to be
The tides of my mind
Colliding with me heart
Feeling like the earth without my moon
You were never true
Taking a feeling so divine
Shaped into a sport to intrigue the mind

I thought you would be mine
But love wasn’t my waste of time
One bad trip won’t phase me
For my moon
I’ve just yet to find.




Copyright © worldsenigma ... [ 2006-03-10 17:24:27]
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Re: My moon (User Rating: 1 )
by Mild_Tempest on Friday, 10th March 2006 @ 05:58:49 PM AEST
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Deep and meaningful. I liked the metaphors. Great ending.


Re: My moon (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 10th March 2006 @ 06:15:51 PM AEST
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Wow. Being a moonlover, I was drawn to this by the title.

What a great and well told story. The imagery was
magnificent. Excellent work on your first free verse.
A very positive ending to a sad, misfortunate happening.
We should all be so lucky as to have this kind of outlook.

I loved this.

~Breezy


Re: My moon (User Rating: 1 )
by thesinner on Friday, 10th March 2006 @ 06:26:09 PM AEST
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I really enjoyed this. Great Write, so sweet.


Re: My moon (User Rating: 1 )
by Kayden on Monday, 13th March 2006 @ 05:11:53 PM AEST
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Incredible... Great emotion... So happy yet so sad... Very well done... Your comparisons were awesome... everything was so well mached up great job!!!


Re: My moon (User Rating: 1 )
by Artemis03 on Wednesday, 15th March 2006 @ 09:47:15 PM AEST
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Psh..... I read this here and I hear u reading it aloud. Im like super jealous. You...truly are just...THE greatest...end of story




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