The moonlight crept through
my window last night
and danced across the mirror,
making star bursts on the floor
as it played a game
of hide and seek with the clouds above
Softly sighs the evening breeze
to stir the curtains
Its shadows circle and sway
Mixed with the star burst
it creates the illusion
of a grand ballroom
Wish you were in my arms
Softly caressing, beholding me
Misty eyed, breathing
The evening breeze, the moonlight
An illusion, never again a game
To remember in my dream
Praise for your eloquent dreamscape. You three make beautiful music together. Warmest regards, Sandra
What a beautiful poem you three,3 more beautiful people there could not be.. Andy 10
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It's difficult to believe that this was written by three people. It seems such a personal reflection methinks. And eloquent too. Congratulations on a beautiful menage a trois. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥