moon...

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Night...
i belong to you,
i am a lost soul
among the wind...
a raider of stars
flying upon dreams,
a ghost shape
forgotten in the sky,
dying below your eyes...

touch me with your
silver skin,
kiss my tears
of darkness pain,
cure my raven soul
black to the vein...

rip the blues
out of my hands,
rip the rime
out of my bones,
cut the frame
who keep me in chains,
loose the tide
around my waist...

bless my voice
of speechless time,
my unholy word
leaving my tongue,
shut my mouth
against your light,
and finally
without a doubt,
kill this poem
it must not born...

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