MOON PAINTS HER SILVER
moon paints her silver
her mysteries all hidden
in patches of dark
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i write you daily
even words you never see
my heart says i must
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young she was in age
her old and beautiful soul
joined to his young one
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i have known lonely
as if the last man on earth
in the midst of others
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deep within her dark
shone my light into her soul
burning words of love
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some might think HER strange
in the strangeness of this land
all she's done for love
none but he can understand
what her love must do
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not that i love her
any more or any less
than all those she loves
for we are so much alike
in the way we share our love
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she must share her love
he knows and follows her heart
supports all her needs
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always at her side
accepting her as she is
a loving woman
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my cuts and bruises
even those that can't be seen
a soldier's roadmap
the wounds still bleeding
broken hearts and weeping nights
that may never heal
the hours spent alone
with their invisible wounds
in absence of love
