Luna

Written Feb 18, 2014.

I'm held by a beam of liquid silver

And it grazes every shadow of my face.

I'm lifted by the night towards Heaven.

I didn't know I was to be forgiven.

I lay on cold ground and it sends a shiver.

It's beauty in the form of light and there is no trace.

Reviews

[Robert]

Very good word choice throughout this piece. very vivid with the words selected. I truly like the last line Maria. Good piece.

[Jeannette Lunete]

The moon is a nice accomplice to share the route with. I love the imagery. Keep it up! :)