May 29, 2006
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PREY FOR THE MOON
Overflowing desire is
Hard to contain
Condensating into the
Cool midnight air
On those odd
Full moon nights
Of gossamer haze
And
Tempestuous tides
She feeds off my
Self made madness
That escapes through tears
And
Restless murmurings
A slender sliver of
Her predatory light
Captures me whole
And I fall prey
One more star
On her list of causalities
© QOS 2006
Comments (4)
Wow, just read the history of your broken leg incident. I had not even come close to realizing how good I have it. Mine was not nearly as serious as yours despite it requiring surgery. I simply want to thank you for your updates as you have made me realize that although I considered my own situation horrible, it could be much much worse. Good luck and I wish you the best. =)
Nice poem liz, flows very well.
*hey*
very well written! ((hugs))
Hi there Liz, I found your blog through another blog. I'm sorry to hear about your leg - I hope that your pain will lessen w/ every passing day. Take it one day at a time - healing can't be rushed! Also, I love your poem. It's stunning in its power to invoke emotions within me - simply surreal & beautiful! Thanks for sharing it w/ us!
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