​Light of the full moon brings life

Night calls feverish  chills reign

Still air alive with possibilities 

Everything reverts to just what it is

World of perception hides in darkness

Ghosts freely roam no longer blinded

Souls stirs to find those searching

Lunacy the passion of the night smiles

Earth embraces it’s subtle charms

Cautious hairs may rise up

Faces may contort into odd shapes 

Only because they are really odd shaped

Your daylight blinds you too

Hiding things under whitewashed glare

It’s now you see how things are

By the moonlight and silver

Your World waits to be seen

<a href="">Moon</a>


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