Atarah Cromwell

February 13, 2008 - Birmingham, AL
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A Conversation with the Moon

Does her smile warm your dreams like it warms mine
A flicker in the night
At peace with pale moon light
The wishing stars whisper my name
They whisper only lies
I fear the tide
When the sun has ceased its shine
I must not fight, moonlight

Does his frown taunt your dreams like it taunts mine
A runner in the night
Betrays the pale moon light
Full-bellied planets chant my name
They peer down from the sky
I fight the tide
When the sun has ceased its shine
I’m forced to fight, moonlight

Do their jeers haunt your dreams like they haunt mine
A killer in the night
At war with pale moon light
The empty vastness screams my name
It makes me want to cry
Drown in the tide
When the sun has ceased its shine
I lose the fight, moonlight
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