karen@amd.UUCP (Karen Bain) (03/11/85)
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A Kiss From the Moon
So far away,
Nowhere to hide
The love that's inside
Just can't stay.
Memories of times;
A kiss from the moon
Nights ending too soon
Roses and wine...
A hand warm in mine
Soft to the touch,
Meaning so much,
A warm caring sign.
My hands now cold,
The nights are too long
Hiding is wrong,
Our love has been sold.
Sold to the wind,
Or maybe a song
Where words don't belong,
And hearts can't take in.
The moon seems to weep
For the love as it dies.
There are tears in my eyes,
In my heart, and my dreams.
-Karen Bain '79