Moonlight
Pale golden globe
Faintly lighting the night sky
Casting its cool beams
On the tears that I cry
Its light only a reflection
Of a source now unseen
Like my tears an expression
Of a love that might have been
Had not time and things
That happened in the past
Led down a different road
Now only the memories last
The shadows in the dark
Hide the shape of what is real
Passion fades and like the moon
Only the reflection of love I feel.
©Marti Murphy
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