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Pale moon

I share my thoughts, with my beloved moon,

Alike a breath of wind, with silver leaves,

Who twists thy dreams, so soon...

And drops of sorrow, beneath the sleeves

Still trembling, in the night, amidst the tune

Who fills my grief, with silent heaves,

Embracing howls of trees, into the moon

Along with copper statues, over dusty sheaves...

O, my beloved, pale moon!..

I lay my soul, upon your silver grave

In which I find my peace, so soon...

And yet –  I’ll be the only slave

Of silent wind, when cries of loon

Will tell you I was brave -

And thus along my path, their tune,

Amidst the faded dreams I could not save!..

©Th3Mirr0r