Laura GráJul 5, 20201 min readMoonalisaUpdated: Jul 6, 2020 In skies of solar music,Stars falling in my lap,Moon calling Sun, elusive,Caught in the midnight trap. Nor beams in Luna's loom,Nor mist dancing in clouds,Only my head inhabiting the Moon,Your embers burning deep into my ground.
In skies of solar music,Stars falling in my lap,Moon calling Sun, elusive,Caught in the midnight trap. Nor beams in Luna's loom,Nor mist dancing in clouds,Only my head inhabiting the Moon,Your embers burning deep into my ground.
My darklingAs I wandering into my soul, A burning sigh grows in the deep For all my pains, I'll take a bow Thus, they are mine, even if.. bleak. In dreams of night, the day will rise In many shades of fading ach