Christine Ray – Seen with the eyes of love
last night
i was the moon
full
ripe
hung on an indigo canvas
painted with thousands
of twinkling lights
my silver mercury glow
reflected in
still waters
meandering rivers
crashing waves
your sea glass eyes
full of awe
full of wonder
last night
i was the moon
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
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