Dreams held close to the chest - are they sustaining hope or simply masking the inevitable?
the lure of an answer compels me to stray far from within the walls of the idyllic (my safe place, however unfounded it may be) to again seek guidance from my most bewitching confidant
ever under her spell I find myself under an ebony sky standing naked under her domain my heart again at her mercy
I pray to her for affirmation that I do not worship her in vain
I have followed her blindly hope against hope each time exposing that guarded place where love aches to breathe
she sees it, laying buried beneath truth where fear, under the guise of protection, has taken root, feeding upon doubt its fingers twisting and distorting like a macabre kaleidoscope obscuring what is real until I don’t know whether to hold on or let go
I beg of her, just this once that she favor my heart and release me from this purgatory
again, I wait… for nothing to happen
I don’t know who is not listening the moon, or my heart but I am again denied solace
I railed against the moon “you deceptive temptress! forever luring me with false hopes playing me against myself why do you call to me only to say nothing at all?”
and my words echoed softly in the darkness …say nothing at all …say nothing at all
am I being advised, or mocked?
absent any stars to collaborate I am only delivered doubt. my heart rests on the edge of resignation
and once again the moon has brought me to my knees.
I wondered about that for a second 🤔😆 WordPress has done that to me, too. Thanks, Christine – and I almost reached out to you today, I was stuck on a word lol!
I have been though such an ordeal in order to be able to leave a comment on your WP site here, and now that I have finally accessed, it is for a poem that leaves me speechless.
I feel there are some nights the moon needs you more than you need her.
Dahlia Ramone 
So devastatingly raw, you can feel the pain in every verse. Beautiful words, beautiful photo!!
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Anonymous up there is me, Christine lol
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I wondered about that for a second 🤔😆 WordPress has done that to me, too. Thanks, Christine – and I almost reached out to you today, I was stuck on a word lol!
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I have been though such an ordeal in order to be able to leave a comment on your WP site here, and now that I have finally accessed, it is for a poem that leaves me speechless.
I feel there are some nights the moon needs you more than you need her.
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I wonder if the site was having issues tonight. I had a really hard time trying to post my photo. I appreciate your determination 💙
I’d like to think you’re right, maybe on some nights. It’s always give and take with her, isn’t it?
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Quite raw but still hope. Love it fellow moonchild 🥰
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Thank you, my fellow moonchild 😊 She is unpredictable, but she’s stuck around forever, so there’s that lol
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Ah that moon can be a fickle muse as well as matchmaker! Truly raw and visceral write, releasing pent up emotions. Well done – KUDOS dear Earthling! ❤
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Thank you, Martian Dude. She certainly gives me a run for my money, though I never seem to win the race.
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