New Orleans Lunasea The moon drips tears of silver that mingle with my own glowing rivers down my face I yearn for my soul’s home moon shines in the desert will you rescue me? will you share my absolution in the safe womb of the sea? forever with me Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
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Classy and cool…as always.
Wow. Awesome. I especially like the line “I yearn for my soul’s home” — it’s a hard-hitter.