To Dance Beyond The Moon

Posted by Robert Anderson On Thursday, June 11, 2009 0 comments


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along that empty road
and past the tree that stands
my dreams resemble life
settled by an empty hand

from where I am alone
afar with no one there
unto deep and darkened gloom
there's a feeling I cannot bear

how it aches to seldom hear
your voice of echoed love
the impression of light within
the rhythm of all you've done

and I dare to walk the distance
if it means to be with you
I swear we'll meet one day
to dance beyond the moon



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