Bella Luna ~ Gabrielle A Hers was his coffin...where they had haunted~ often climbing up an endless dark stair...to.. where he promised to keep..her safely tucked under the... bella-luna-light she'd left him a note, for dreams tuned off key -- bodies that slept upon.. cloudless starry nights.. In their sweet soliloquy, under that silent sky. A lonely winter-lude of almost mornings where delinquency left unspent..dreams-- for all those leavings that crept up so silently.. black cherries who blossom'd in maddening... She isn't crying ...no...she's choking... Open your eyes, cross to die, no more lies for your thirst-less kind, are those who tempted me to feel this pain And tomorrow will find me lost again in my own wonder..wishing for him as these winds keep on mocking because I was so broken...and.. What was once was a muse now free to laugh and sing...hauntingly and still they keep..on taunting me with the false promises of the moon.
("...very moving, you have talent indeed..." went the goblin liking it, adding "...do you have any other poems, as I would love to read them then...")
