Opposing Rising From Ashes Of Scorched Heart
The tinsel moon you gleamed in cradle of argentine night
On wings of ornate cloud I tried to embrace you
But you ambled through the silky sky I called mine
A turquoise trail you carved in my heart you knew
I could discern my love glow with touch of moondust
At the edge of the departing night thunder clouds surged.
The pale moon you faded in the abyss of dark night
With the flanges of amorphous cloud I distanced you
But you welded with the jagged sky you called yours
You didn’t realize no crystal path you paved to my heart
My insipid love lost unperceived the touch of moondust
As the core of the arriving night thunder clouds wrapped.
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