Quadrille 7: Moonlight icing

Jane Dougherty Writes

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Sometimes,

moonlight is soft as a quiet sea

bathed in silver.

Last night,

there was a moon,

stared so hard I hid from its light,

harsh as midday,

coating limp leaves in icing,

wedding cake-hard.

I wished for storm cloud

to snuff it out.

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