Howling at the moon

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Stars of simplicity                                           

Glow in the pool of her face

She has shone with intensity

Calmness and coolness and grace      

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A picture of purity                 

Maturity and majesty                 

In lace

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I shall come to her soon                 

I shall howl at the moon                

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Her feminine ferocity                 

Is my dream in my secret place                 

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The night warms my eyelids                 

From inside my head glowing hot                 

My body appendage                 

Expended and ended                 

Forgot

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So cold above me                 

I fear you don't love me                 

I fear yet I yearn for you nearer                 

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Alone in this dark time                 

Astoundingly stark time                 

Your presence is costing me dearer                 

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Will I see you at noon                 

Will I howl at the moon                

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Aloft and aloof and unclearer

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You float in the sky                 

Reflecting my sigh                 

Reflecting my cry                 

But still I would thrill                 

At the touch of your will                 

Be your slave                 

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Do I rave                 

Can I save                 

Any sense recompense                 

If I try

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Her glimmering shimmering horror and ice                 

Is a warning                 

A pale baleful light                 

Riding the night                 

Until morning

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Oh goddess you impress                 

You contest and infest my flesh                 

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No hope in my dreaming                 

Your passionate beaming                 

A milky magnificent mesh.

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You're cold old and cruel                 

A radiant jewel                 

Or nuclear fuel                 

That just smoulders

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Can I be with you soon                 

Can I howl at the moon          

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Or are you cheese that just moulders

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Am I mad am I blind                 

Can't I see Can't I find                 

Is it me - or my mind                 

How you hurt me                 

Don't desert me

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I am youth with a body that's bursting                 

I'm a fever a flame                 

And you are the same                 

And we're thirsting

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How you hurt me                 

Glow covertly                 

Glide and then ride and avert me

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Are you proud                  

In your cloud                 

Where you ride and deride and divert me

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Do you grant me a boon                 

Do I howl at the moon
             
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Had you lied when you tried to convert me

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I'm a tree I'm a boy                 

I'm a leaf I'm a toy                 

I'm a book and my pages are yearning                 

For your fingers to flutter                 

Your cold lips to utter                 

My pages are yours to be turning

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Will they burn me                 

Will they turn me

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Will your silvery fingers now learn me

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The world is a ghost                 

And I love you the most                 

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And I'm howling                 

Howling at the moon.

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S.R.Langley

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