Was it you last night that peeped through my window as the moon?
Was it you that caressed my facewith her silky twains as the gentle breeze?
Was it you that wrapped mein her soft and tender care as night?
Was it you that whispered into my ears
as song filled with echoes of a blissful tomorrow
as dawn?
Was it you that filled me with joy As life?
Was it you that filled my heart with fear as a distant but nearing end?
Was it you, or was it just a cry of my wishful soul?
Was it you, at all?
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
The Full moon
Was it you last night that peeped through my window as the moon?
Was it you that caressed my facewith her silky twains as the gentle breeze?
Was it you that wrapped mein her soft and tender care as night?
Was it you that whispered into my ears
as song filled with echoes of a blissful tomorrow
as dawn?
Was it you that filled me with joy As life?
Was it you that filled my heart with fear as a distant but nearing end?
Was it you, or was it just a cry of my wishful soul?
Was it you, at all?
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