To the Heartbeats of the Moon

Touched in the ways of the rain
As you lay silent like stars

Will my voice touch your pain?
like the muffled highways distant cars

and the violets from my window
slowly drive by

The pine shadows consumed the night
my mind, masquerades a painter

As if Van Gogh brushed you behind my eyes
my lashes, wet like lit lanterns

Constellations SWirl in view across my sky

Lay me still in your silent lament
Heart beats as you sweat and glisten

Let me touch softly, with light breaths
Gently caress the starry skies, as you listen...

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