I just sit upon a writing desk, and write. And then, I tell stories. Legends of long ago.
Crimson thoughts tonight.
Ninot Ma'amBeautiful rendition! The moon all for it!Hank
Lovely lovely lovely!Anna :o]
ha. the moon always inspires passion,even when the world takes things to rust...hiya ninotsmiles
"Still." How cool. Succinct and says a lot. Happy Sunday, my friend!
Feels a bit desperate to me, with crimson skies smelling of rust, if rust represents decay. But then again, it can simply be a warm colour and it is encouraging that the 'moon ignites passion still.'
It is a sign of desperation, Stafford. As our world crumbles around us, we pretend under the covers of moonlight that all is fine
I like the contrast between the decay of rust and the passion still ignited by the moon. Lovely, Ninot :)
Rust by Moonlight....could make for a nice concerto! Very much enjoyed your verse!
Forever it will be!
is it the haze or a certain airplane mystery that inspired these verses? :(
Love it all.The moon ignites passion. Still.
The moon should always ignite passion. I love this and the last word 'still' is the perfect ending.
passion beneath the moon :)
Skies smell of rust, that is a beautiful image.
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