Pale Moon

Come cradle me beneath the heavens

A pastel moon is on the rise

Ever so slowly she moves

Gently beckoning us

To bask in her light

Whispering words

Of our love

And our

Dreams

┬ęKay Salady

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on August 7, 2013, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Beautiful

    Like

  2. Thanks, Anders! I appreciate your support.

    Like

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