Moonlighting and a poem

Poetry found me…lying naked in the moonlight, waiting for insight to kick in. It is deep within that all the answers reveal themselves…kind of like old books on dusty shelves which haven’t been read in years. Isn’t it something how words can evoke emotion, bring you to tears? Have you ever read something and cried because you felt like the words were all about you? Have you ever fell in love and just knew it was true? A poem took me by the hands and kissed me softly, held me close and just let me be…



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