Like the Moon…
This heart turned Cold…
And Hungered…
For the Warmth…
Of your Touch…
-ChristinaDelCarmen
Like the Moon…
This heart turned Cold…
And Hungered…
For the Warmth…
Of your Touch…
-ChristinaDelCarmen
This January Moon:
It’s the first from the rest…
It craves passion…
It’s hungry for warm hearts…
It yearns for minds to caress…
In the wind you hear its howl…
Its call for souls to undress…
It beams full of dreams…
Left behind from your breath…
It illuminates paths…
Once roads of distress…
It leads to desired destinations…
This moon is unlike the rest…
-ChristinaDelCarmen