Laura Gibson red moon

Oh red moon
A warm glow
To where we'll go from here
I do not know
A porch light
A bitter song
For whom the caring words
I cannot tell
I would
Long to
Carry your torch
And drink of your poetry
Oh red moon
Oh mirror ball
Arms bent to pull you closer
A lantern
A slow dance
You put the courage
Back into my steps
I would
Long to
Carry your torch
And drink of your poetry
I would
Long to
Carry your torch
And drink of your poetry
I would
Long to
Carry your torch
And drink of your poetry