Tendrils leap and reach and stretch and try to catch the Moon
In dreams they lean, serene, unseen, and leave so soon
Leaving the same old theme
And tune and shadowy whispers
And fragmented memories
Real it seems
Persist like last month’s Full Moon
There but gone
So soon… so soon…
Posted in response to Eugenia’s weekly prompt, Dreamcatcher.
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