My moonlight was weightless
it bore me aloft
knew my sadness before it had a name
left me sleepless and awaiting answers
from one who slept days away in paralell madness
Lunacy is the goddess’ kiss
her mark upon your brow
alien and strange
She brings you words you must be rid of
and dreams you cannot shake
and showers you in broken glass
as you drift back into oblivion
And if I am an ocean wave poised to drown you…step back and listen for my voice in seashells…