Go to the Top of the Page . The Ruby Moon I spend the night inside my soul Beneath the ruby moon. Here, inside my solemn tomb. Where each wall has a mural, painted scenes with shades of tears. I've been sitting here for years.
Today looks like tomorrow and just like yesterday.
I can't tell the difference from the corner anyway. I wear them on my face. I earned each wrinkle proudly as I fell from youthful grace. How sad we all forget. Go to the Top of the Page .