The Moon
Posted by T.S.Garp
She heard it all before
The Moon
Will soon
Sing it’s tune
And the night will cease it’s nocturnal gloom
The tiny flowers will start to bloom
And she will ride the broom
Fly to see her tragic groom
See him there under the cold tomb
Gliding down from the dark clouds
Cast a spell
Near the well
Make a Luna wish
For the love who was sick
Recreate that life
Make it real tonight
Drawing in the stars so bright
Watch it burn
And see it turn
Come home and wait
Do not hesitate
Your love will arrive
By candle light
To your surprise
A witches’ curse has set things right
Knobs and broomsticks
Cauldron and fire
Have made your desire
Return with passion
There, under the burning pile
Watch the dust form
Into life once more
The lost loving souls will rise tonight
Dead lovers, vastly departed
Across the dead sea of time,
Return from their eternal resting light.
Wait one hour and see
What you have long desired to be
Rap, rap, rap. Hear the knock on the door
And get ready to meet all that you have made of lore
For dreams and nightmares ring true this night
Your lover returns with a fright……… good-night
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