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Moon of Blue
Dedicated to the Spirit
She the moon...in the sky....
Shines..shine on me...on us.She sits cradled in the arms of the universe...
Shines...it is the same moon we share.The moon in the sky...
The Goddess abides there...
In the light...
Plants...water...seeds.The moon in the sky...
Shines..
Like water in night..
Diamonds in the Dark Blue velvety sky.I am me...
My sweet love...
Sweeter than the clover...
That is a blanket on the ground.Sweeter than the wysteria...
That climbs for the sky...
A ending bitter sweet...
A sickly sweet in my mouth
Breathing your breath...
No More...She cries...I am me.The sky...
The blue...
The sacred of the light of blue...
All of my work lost on you...
A blindness so inate.Sharing..
Giving...
Loving...
This circle goes on...to the one...who has stood by me for years.Light is the messenger of Love .in his eyes of Blue...
Sparkles of information..the language of Love...
Love is Creation...
In all things...
A beginning to end something that should have never been...
Your beginning was my end...
No more....I say...
Wrappped in warm arms...
Comforted and held by the sacred Blue...
That holds me mesmerized in his eyes.In that world of sacred Blue..
His eyes hold the future...
Tender...
Sweet...
Rare...
More rare...is his honesty....Shaded in his eyes of Blue.
Erin Samantha Bishop
(C) November 30th, 1998
