Be careful what you say and
only the dark side of the moon is true
playing visions through the waves
of indigo and midnight air
causing moods and attitudes to meld.
Donít get caught -
the price is higher than imagined,
as light explodes the fancies holding
time and space in place
when all enchantment interlaces with reality
causing us to see and thus be seen
within a wider world that simply
cannot seem to dream of alteration.
Where days begin and end without
and hope dies young under a sun too bright,
in light that lives without its counterpart;
breathing all emotion into stark relief that stays
through endless days of mood and its denial.
While the atmosphere still reeks
in all the secrets that we keep,
within ourselves and there upon
the dark side of a moon now come alive . . .
? Michaelette ?
Copyright© 2001 Michaelette L. Romano
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