Monday, January 21, 2008
So Much More Than Memories
In The Light Of The Full Moon It was a full moon last night, my love. It was here with me, so palpable I could reach out my trembling fingers and feel the cool warmth of it's beams. It shined upon my head and turned my gray hair into burnished silver just the way you loved. The full moon was here...
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