To Say Goodnight
a serious limerick
all my nightmares left their playgrounds in the dark to shadow dance in the light
and I was left silver lining fishing for you in the sea of uncertainty in spite
of the fact that I knew that the You I fell in love with didn't exist and sue
me for repeatedly leaving but in the end I always couldn't resist returning to you,
faithful, forgiving tide to the moon who showed a different face every night
About the Creator
R.C. Taylor
I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.
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