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Desert Winter Sun

Contributed by ruby_dreamer on Tuesday, 19th December 2006 @ 10:48:36 PM in AEST
Topic: SecretLove



Cruel Desert Winter Sun, why do you hurt me so?
I feel your pain and taste the rain
that have become your tears;
But must you keep from me the Moon of my own heart?
His light divine was briefly mine -
A touch I've longed for years.

You remind me that He was yours before my time;
I entered Night, hidden from sight
and stole the Summer Moon.
I've made Him break the vow He made to the night's Stars;
The guilt is great, and for my fate
it seems you'll haunt me soon.

For now He must fufill the duty of a Moon:
He must reflect light and protect
the Stars till they are grown;
Why won't you let Him share His glow that sooths my pain?
Can't you agree your harsh decree
is Fear's loved icy stone?

I wait in cold silence to see the Moon again;
For now I stand in Pain's cold land
Where sunlight burns me down.
Will I ever see the night before I die?
The Sun will keep Him - watch me me weep,
And rejoice in my frown.

My tears will freeze the summer breeze
As long as She can shine;
But can't She see though She burns me
the Moon will still be mine?




Copyright © ruby_dreamer ... [ 2006-12-19 22:48:36]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Desert Winter Sun (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 20th December 2006 @ 05:39:57 PM AEST
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Most people refer to the moon as a "her". Its nice to see a diffrent perspective...as well as how artfully you have done it!!




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