Blog PostsFriends | Poems for the Moon 2For all I've pouredinto her arms the wind is silent. She keeps her whispers below and I no longer waiting follow them down. From the sky I abandoned to the earth where I am to be buried nothing but evasions but for moments when the moon's light is caught dancing on leaves that flicker as the wind escapes. milaz0id: 4 years ago • Report 0 |