Moonshine Mist

By wiggles   

A willow that weeps a decadent dew
Obscures the moment that I first saw you
The elegance takes on the bask in light
While I sit back and wait for your evidence of your forth coming fright
Startled you wake and now you beckon a halt
Furnishings of a smile simple and small , but not over come by the epic tonic fall
Embrace me before I dissipate into little speckles of radiant light
Shining so elegantly strong among the moon light
Stretching for my wings to touch the infinitive blue
Fathomless wonders catching the honey suckle dew
To taste the Divinity of midnight view
Wiggles 1-10-2002

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