When the Moon Smiles... ©
Nat Hall
Sandwick, Shetland
2003
When the Moon hides,
All is sunken
Deep in the dark;
My eyes search yours
Dressed in the
Night of my disguise...
When the Moon shines,
Obscurity
Is torn apart;
A reflection
On ocean waves -
Silvery scars...
When the Moon smiles,
I hear the beatings
Of your heart;
Of all the dreams,
Ivory pearl
You are my craft.
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