The Moon is Made of Dreams

for lovers

Though the footprints of mere man are marked into it
Though thoroughly studied and scrutinized these years
The moon holds magic and nothing can undo it
Not dust and rock but lovers' laughter lovers' tears
Above all else it seems the moon is made of dreams

The stars are frozen tears the moon will melt my heart
Tonight all nights our years reflected in our art
If I should die before I wake my soul shall take
The memory of the moon to eternity
Forevermore the shadows of the moon and me

Above all else it seems the moon is made of dreams

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMV

Dear steve
your poem is really mad of realities
good
supani

Very well writen and it's so pleasantly mad. The beginning really brought me in.

misty..

Thank you, Supani and Misty!

That's me, pleasantly mad. Or, as my daughter says, "sweetly dotty."

Cheers and love,

+Stevie