Amber - Poem by Joni Moosman
I stare up into the face of the lavender moon.
Searching for comfort on Indigo dunes.
Wondering, if the colorless distilled liquid warms the darkness in your soul?
Daughter your poison in a crystal bowl,
When the darkness comes to kiss you does it whisper?
'You've got to swallow it; take this pill.
You don't need to think about it in your ruby red slippers.
That's what you do princess, '
He took the light from your warm amber eyes.
Wiped the life from his pale lips as you died.
You would think he was your lover the way you give him gifts.
My child flesh of my flesh, heart that lived beneath my heart.
Like Mona Lisa a priceless art.
You were my daughter of light,
The spirit daughter of Luna dressed in iridescent white.
I see all that you are and all that you may become.
There are glimpses of your face in the winter constellations.
Is it only a Mother's desire?
Seeing how you like the morning stars fire.
I have heard your soul transmit your voice in my dreams.
Home through hushed night skies.
I did not want to answer, knowing you were just stopping to say good-bye.
Only sadness in your lifeless eyes.
Frosty shadows and the daydreams that haunt me.
I am left here to cry, wandering in Sand Sorrow Watch,
Orion by my side, we search for you now.
Blanket of snow marred by the impressions of your wandering feet.
I tear my clothing in remembrance of my child.
I wrap my heart in blood spattered cheese cloth.
Just to keep it all together just wondering if your soul will ever return.
You have become undead, does it feel better?
In sleeping beauty's flower covered funeral bed.
If I could only kiss your face, and make it all better.
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