Moon Dreams

Moon Dreams

 
(with acknowledgement to Willie Dixon)

 
The dogs begin to bark,
and the hounds begin to howl,
the full moon silhouettes a cat,
sleekly dancing across the roofs,
my breath is held,
my heart skips a beat,
as my mind is drawn to you.

Long nights holding you,
harsh nights scolding you,
memories
and reveries,
linger in the moon light.

The owls are hooting
and the bats are wheeling,
the clouds drift silently,
but the full moon still beams,
casting shadows like ghosts,
as my breath is held
and the dogs begin to bark.

Long nights holding you,
harsh nights scolding you,
memories
and reveries,
linger in the deep night.

Tears are falling quietly,
no breath left to sob,
recalling beauty and sweetness
and a love that never was,
my heart beats faster,
as I dreamily close my eyes
and the hounds begin to howl.

Iain

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