New Moon Sonnet
Every time I think of you…
How you left me all too soon
How am I supposed to live, to get through?
When you left me broken under the wise old moon
The painful truth of how alone I really am
When the truth crashes on me and knocks me down
Once you were the lion and I was the lamb
The weight of nothingness leaves me on the ground face down
At the end of the tunnel there is a beacon of light
That draws me closer like a moth to a flame
Your light is a sight of hope, warmth and safety, ready to heal me of my bite
You are my personal sun always there keeping me sane
Holding me above the surface of my never ending night
Cradling me against your chest when I fall
Holding my hand when I want to take flight
I will always respond to your call
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Ah...I can see the pain and the love with its memmories around..very true and very impressive as well..wonderful description you made of the situation...thanks for sharing...
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