Moonstone Poem by Helen Crutchett
Moonstone
You are my precious moonstone
Swirling soul sparks
Stoking passion's fire.
A soft candle glow lifting
My spirit beyond moonbeams.
Sparkling diamonds seem
Opaque to the brilliance
Of your sweet soul.
My angel of goodness
My soft place to fall.
Protector my delicate heart
We dance to the rhythm
Of our moon-dance tryst.
Helen Crutchett
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