11/30/2009

Ask the Moon

I'm not more beautiful than her,
but I am more fierce. There are
days I fight towards dusk, my life
a killing field. She is far better
dressed, her diamonds and her rings
while I am without jewels or blush
but you should see me dance. A woman
knows the gaudy outward glow can hide a
pale and dry terrain. Just ask the moon.

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