Release soft
senses tuned
to light born
of the moon.
The day does
wrap around
me love here
I have found.
Crash do the
casualties of
those forgot
of joy to love.
Orbs rise do
inside energy.
Create they a
lit symmetry.
Perfect drawn
is soft charm;
no fear shed a
sense of alarm.
Unknown it is
for some cross
tallies of heart
emotion is lost.
Set upon a lit
journey night
with warmth
in eyes delight.
Draw pictures
in the dim light
of that worth a
heart to fight.
Hope structure
in deep wounds.
See hope even in
night’s lit moon.
This one stole my breath! Phenomenal!! 😍😍
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Thank you my friend. 🙂
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