Lunar Lullabies from a Silver Siren

Poems, short stories, and musings from the lady known as Silver.


You push me away though I ask you to stay.
Won't you dance with me under this waning moon?
The light will soon fade, leaving efforts unpaid
And snatching harmony from what once was our tune.

The glamour is gone, I can see tarnish now
Through eyes unclouded by what heart did endow.
Again I have learned through life's tutelage how
Rare a real love is in this world.


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