Blaming The Moon. - Poem by Fay Slimm
Oh ominous moon - - pale portent of doom.
White luminous disk, suspended aloft
Thick blanket of black shot thru' with bright
Shiny catseyes of light, coating in soft
Unearthly glimmer this earthy-dark night,
Shine out your lovers' lantern-like gleaming
On harvested fields, waiting, like me- - - for
Moonstruck insanity, aided by dreaming,
Invaded my heart, broke down the door
To resistance, - - now ecstasy's hidden
In clandestine moments, - - oh wanton moon
Which with passion bewitches us - - bidden
By lunacy-love, he comes hurrying soon
To my arms yet again to set me aflame.
Oh moonbeaming night it is you I shall blame.! !
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