Tread on my soul, shall I fall?
Like those who have fallen before,
Or like those who shall fall again.
Be not but soft and tender and light,
for that is not the way of pain
I shall be wronged and not be right,
Though I will grow right ever more
More than any soul that falls.
In the darkness of the moon
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She feels at home in the darkness of the moon
under silver shadows, tracing patterns on her skin,
words are formed with ancient knowing,
from a time she...
8 hours ago
This is interesting!!! I like the lines. It is the structure I am not quite sure of. Pardon me.
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ReplyDeletethanks mate....appreciate that