If I swallowed the moon,
what would you see?
Would my love be transparent
for all folks to read?
what would you see?
Would my love be transparent
for all folks to read?
Would my words and emotions,
sparkle like stars?
Or twinkle like diamonds,
or fireflies in jars?
sparkle like stars?
Or twinkle like diamonds,
or fireflies in jars?
Would you see the reflection,
of my soul and heart?
My world all unmasked,
not a glimmer of dark.
of my soul and heart?
My world all unmasked,
not a glimmer of dark.
Would you know me,
if my light - was all you could see?
No body or form
just my spirit set free?
if my light - was all you could see?
No body or form
just my spirit set free?
'Twas a dream I once had,
in the dark of the night;
when the moon was a warm,
brilliant globe of pure light.
in the dark of the night;
when the moon was a warm,
brilliant globe of pure light.
So if you awaken
with light in your room,
it may be that I have
just swallowed
the moon.
joyce burns
with light in your room,
it may be that I have
just swallowed
the moon.
joyce burns
© Joyce (Tidwell) Burns, ChynaMoon Creations, Chyna Moon Press, 1997-2012
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