Saturday, December 1, 2012

Beneath The Harvest Moon

Fluttered heart the truth impart
hid 'neath the harvest moon
through dirt descend to ponder when
or how or why or who
Midnight stole your passing
father time did wave his staff
for nothing more than fear affords
when marrow turns to chaff
The end demise no compromise
or steal upon your slumber
hid beneath the harvest moon
til hearts do go a flutter



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