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The terms Greek, Goddess, and Moon are all symbolisms for this poem. |
| I walk the cold shadowy night Alone with no one to hold But that of my moon light Her soft silver drips shimmer my path My path of flagrant crimson Lurking in the dusk of the passionate red leaves She is my Greek Goddess Her hands arrive and touch me Providing with me A thousand memories For she is my moon Where all my dreams lay She is my Greek Goddess As she hangs above my kingdom by the sea I will always know she completes me. |