A florescent moon
hangs high
above
the multicoloured
twinkling stars...
where angels and faeries dance
proclaiming hope
and peace
in flashing neon.
Synthesised choirs sing
as plastic bells
pretend to chime.
Yet
I stand alone
beneath the mistletoe
blowing kisses
hoping they reach you
in time
for Christmas.
Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 9:48 PM UTC
A florescent moon
hangs high
above
the multicoloured
twinkling stars...
where angels and faeries dance
proclaiming hope
and peace
in flashing neon.
Synthesised choirs sing
as plastic bells
pretend to chime.
Yet
I stand alone
beneath the mistletoe
blowing kisses
hoping they reach you
in time
for Christmas.