My World

 

The Sun is my lover
The Moon my confessor
The rain my only friend

My lover is aloof
Hot enough to burn
Ever beyond my reach

The Moon, My Confessor
condemns my loves
condones my sins
My only friend, the Rain
inconsistent
leaving me desolate for ages
then drowning me with
enthusiasm

Together they pull me like the tides

©Erianne Angelina D'Ambree 1999-2003

 

 

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