In the moonlight reflecting a distant dream
Watch it slip away with a silent scream
All the sweet aches and the sweet pain
that cannot wash away, they still remain
The heart in turmoil, the soul in a coil
The body that crave so sweet
the mind that is set on retreat
They do not mix and mingle
as they are each a single
shard of the parts that spin
to create this turmoil within
Love, a strong flame continuously burn
while the heart has its lessons to learn
Not to run away in panic and fear
as the signs of true love draws near
This feeling of flight so strong
heart and soul know it's wrong
My mind still find its reasons
to committ this treason
Time after other this battle commense
when it does'nt even make sense
Windmills chasing in vain
time and time again
May the cramp disappear in the light of the moon and day shine on a lovely life ahead beyond this conflict expressed in your poem.
Ron