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‘Full Moon’ was written in the middle of the night, when I could not sleep.
O sweet insomnia...lol (10.05.02)

Full Moon

Tossing and turning
I cannot sleep
I get up and step outside
To find your pale face
Greeting me
A sheepish grin on distant lips
Mocking me
Bringing me under your spell
Like so many nights
I sink down to the ground
In the chill of the night
Face tilted up to meet your gaze
Like hypnotized
I sit and stare
Until you decide to let me go
Released from your grip
I go back to bed
The Pale Queen
Still watching me in my sleep