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| Darkness Rain and Moonlight by � arhllm A loneliness so deep rooted in the bottom of my soul and still all I see is this moon, luring me pulling me,driving me,draining me of all, but the wanting, waiting all consumming burning need. Sensing the loss of the physical human, male contact in a corner of my mind pushing it, banishing, disallowing the loneliness. Moon shadows flow thru my hands I flex my fingers, the moon's light distorts, grows outward, reaching towards the darkness of the night where my dreams lie waiting to be exorcised. Rain begins flowing, cooling my head into mental submission of loss clarity in living. |