Poem Out of Season posted 4/6/2009 11:59:43 AM | 0 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: poem, nature

wordsenchanting

Shine on Harvest moon

beyond the silver clouds so high

tipped with red and amber

imploring hearts to fly



and dance on beams of moonlight

and breathe the midnight air

and touch me with your softest kiss

only if you dare



steven

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