by Carla Heimerl

Created on: July 10, 2008

"The Moon Knows Me"

The moon knows me
It follows me through summer filled meadows
Dark brooding woods, tangled in lush splendor
Woods barren, cold and childless
As is the moon, as is I

The moon knows me,
It slides on the breeze, quiet and ancient
Haunting those dead, those living
Watching
Waiting, as I do

The moon knows me
Veil of light
Veil of dark
Veil of the summer wood
Veil of shadows, as I am

The moon knows me
Smoke rises slowly from ruby chimneys
Rising like ghosts of the dead
Rising arms up stretched to the unknown
Sweet void of nothing, as is I

The moon knows me
Dark, dreamless
Gnawing the sorrowful soul
Waiting for the last breath
Waiting for the first, as I do

The moon knows me

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